It was just another normal day at the office in Seoul. In the quite office, I heard someone was mumbling something out loud. Thought ‘ugh, another argument? Oh come on.’ and just got back to work. And that became a big fuss and transfer to all over the office and finally to me, at the end of the office.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“There’s gas leak downstairs. Can’t you smell it?” One of the crowd said.
While questioning the question, I could smell something. It was… unusual, yes, but I didn’t think that was gas. What do we use gas for in the office building in summer? But, it was a big deal if there was really a fire in anywhere in 41stories building.
While I was walking back to my seat, I smell, and thought,
‘I know the smell… what is it? It’s oddly familiar…’
It really smell liked some gas or similar kind. Very odd. In no time the smell spread to the whole floor. Several people started to run to the outside. I was still thinking ‘what is it?’. And it hit me.
(If it was a cartoon page, I would have a bright light bulb right beside of my head and two bright shiny eyes. )
and I cynically smiled and thought,
‘There’s no way Durian is in the building. In Seoul? No way.’
I’ve never seen durian until I backpacked to Southeast Asia. It was highly unlikely the durian suddenly appeared to the office in Seoul and spread the smell all over. It would be fun though. After few moments later the smell went away, and people were make sure if there was no fire in anywhere in the building. Still the source of the smell remained as a mystery. We all went back to work, and day went by as usual.
A few hours later, I went downstairs to do something and you know what? That WAS durian! Some idiot brought it to show off, and made all the fuss. Yeah, you show off good, pal. I felt sorry for the person and amused at the same time. I couldn’t stop chuckle. After all, I really did smell durian after few years. In Seoul! That was pretty awesome.
Durian was the first fruite I ate in my recent trip to Bangkok. We spotted that on the street while walking down the street on first day. Thailand durian didn’t look as intimidate as others. The thorn outside is smaller than what I saw before. Well, it was delicious though. And it didn’t stink as much as I remembered either. Maybe I got used to it and have a funny memory of ‘gas-leaking-smell-like-so-it-makes-me-chuckle’ durian.
In Southeast Asia, ‘No Durian in…’ sign is everywhere. In a subway, taxi, hotel room and various other places. At first that was little odd. I understand ‘no food’ policy but ‘no durian’ policy? But after I smell durian in the street of Singapore, I totally got the point. So yes. I understand. No durian inside rule is legitimate. It could freak people out. I witnessed it. I should make a sign by myself and put that infront of the office building says ‘No Durian and No Show off’.