Time Mansour - Chapter 114



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Episode 114: Common Concerns

-Are you done already? The log is 800,000 lines?

-Uh. Check your email.

-··· You found a bug in one day that our team couldn’t find for a month?

-I was lucky. Well.

-Wow. It’s true. I can’t believe it even though I saw it with my own eyes. Is there some kind of secret?

The secret is time. Time. It felt like it took several months.

To find the relationship between the logs, I scrolled the mouse while writing the logs in a notepad.

Because my memory isn’t that good to the point where I can remember all the logs I’ve seen once.

It was a time-consuming task. It required some skill, but it was basically just simple repetitive work that killed time.

In the past, I would often do it depending on the situation, but recently, since I needed some money, I’ve been doing whatever I can get my hands on.

Naturally, the time I spent in my sister’s room increased.

I haven’t tried it myself though.

‘It may have been years, or even decades.’

however.

‘Why didn’t I know?’

How could I not know? I thought about it myself and it was so absurd that I couldn’t help but laugh.

.

I turned on the shower and waited for the hot water. I raised my head in front of the sink. My eyes met with mine in the mirror.

‘It doesn’t age.’

Did he not age at all? Or did he only age in his sister’s room?

Honestly, I don’t even know about that. My face doesn’t age for even a year or two.

Rather than feeling fortunate that I am not old, I felt more afraid.

Fear of the unexpected.

A room where time stops as if it was waiting for me to be there.

I thought I had it all figured out. I was wrong.

Who knows what other secrets there might be and how they might affect me?

however.

‘It’s too late to turn back now anyway.’

Even if that room was going to harm me, there was nothing I could do.

Because I’ve made things so complicated that I can’t handle it without my sister’s room.

While I was lost in thought for a moment like that.

“Ah. Hot.”

Steam rose from the sink. I put down the shower and adjusted the temperature again. I turned the temperature control lever left and right several times.

I checked that the water was lukewarm and wet my head.

‘From donation apps to facilities for the disabled. We’ve already touched on so many things.’

Now is not the time to worry.

For now, I had to finish the work I had started.

The worry comes next.

**

Church building.

I came to the office on the first floor. In a building that looked like a construction site, it was a relatively clean room.

The social worker that Seongtae had mentioned came to check out the facility.

“I can do it. I really can.”

He smiled brightly and clenched his fists. The first impression wasn’t bad.

I don’t know about anything else, but his personality seemed really bright.

“Are you sure it’s okay?”

“Yes, I am confident!”

The social worker answered in a loud voice.

Because there is a chance that Seongtae may not have conveyed the message properly.

First, let’s talk about the most important things

“It’s a temporary shelter for the developmentally disabled. I’m thinking of running a day care center and a residential facility. Is that okay? After all, it’s a facility that’s a bit of a mix of things.”

“Yes, that’s fine! Oh, right. Are there any users scheduled to enter the facility right now?”

“There is one person, but there is nothing concrete. But don’t worry about the subsidy for now. I will support you for the time being.”

There has been no subsidy for a year. To be exact, it has been a year since the quota was filled.

That was also the reason why I worked like crazy. I had to survive on my own money for at least a year without any support from the local government, including the staff salaries and facility maintenance costs.

“Is there anything else you would like to ask?”

“Oh, right. I was going to ask. How do I find out if there are any vacancies at other facilities? Do I have to call them separately? Or do you have a personal network?”

“No. I want to use the donation app.”

We are currently creating a window for welfare facilities to communicate with each other within the app so that users can move around flexibly.

With the app, this facility can serve as a good bridge.

“Oh! That’s a great idea!”

The social worker raised his thumbs with both hands.

His thoughts were clearly expressed in his facial expression.

I don’t know about his abilities, but I like his honest personality.

If he was an employee, he would have been a really nice employee.

however.

He was someone who had to be the facility manager, not just an employee. He had to be the leader of the facility.

So, I couldn’t help but feel concerned about my young age.

I hesitated for a while, wondering whether I should speak or not. I thought it would be rude to say that she was too young. I chewed my lips and hesitated several times.

But I had to ask anyway.

“There are other social workers and nursing assistants coming too… Is it really okay?”

I spoke as roundly as possible.

“Hey, don’t worry. I’m really friendly. I’m sure we’ll all get along well!”

He answered nonchalantly, waving both hands.

I was asking if he could do well as the facility manager, but I think the message wasn’t conveyed well.

‘I guess I beat around the bush. I don’t think you understood.’

Let’s stop talking for a moment.

Think of another appropriate sentence that might make you understand.

I felt embarrassed to say out loud that I was young.

like that.

While I was wondering if there was an appropriate sentence that wouldn’t offend.

at that time.

suddenly.

Something unexpected happened.

“Sir! I want to die. Why didn’t you tell me?”

Sohyun kicked the office door open and greeted me warmly as usual.

I was also surprised by Sohyun’s sudden visit.

“Ah. Hello. Who are you, sister?”

Sohyun herself was surprised. She was walking with a confident gait, but then suddenly changed her gait to one of quietness.

You probably didn’t know you were with a social worker. Surprisingly, the child is quite shy.

When I meet strangers, I make a cute expression like this.

Well. Actually, I didn’t know that pretending to be cute was embarrassing, but I just found out recently.

Lu Bu in the room

It was a word that suited Sohyun.

There is no separate toilet in the room.

She acts so cute outside.

The social worker smiled brightly at Sohyun’s appearance.

“Nice to meet you. I came here to work. I think I can work with you here.”

“Um… with the old man?… The old man is a bad person, but he’s still a good person.”

Sohyun is saying strange things. What makes a person bad but good?

I looked at Sohyun with a dumbfounded expression.

Unlike me.

The social worker chuckled, finding that statement funny.

‘He’s a good person. He seems like a naturally bright person.’

While thinking like that, I turned my head and looked at Sohyun.

And then I asked Sohyun.

“But why did you come all of a sudden? What’s going on?”

“Oh, right. Our studio is too small. Sir, this is yours, sir? Just give me one office.”

Sohyun, who avoids bullying in a polite manner.

I think Sohyun is misunderstanding something.

“It’s not mine. It’s all the bank’s. Huh? Huh! Don’t step on that. That’s the bank’s too.”

The adults told me the reality. I pointed my finger and teased Sohyun.

“Ah. Why? Don’t lie. I said that my sister said it was yours. Don’t do that. Just give us one room.”

Sohyun soon started to throw a tantrum. She was jumping up and down.

It doesn’t seem like covering up one’s face lasts long. So-Hyeon raises her voice, forgetting that there is a social worker next to her.

‘I’m not in my right mind.’

Because Sohyun suddenly intervened, I couldn’t even finish my conversation with the social worker properly.

Well, I don’t have a choice anyway. I was just trying to ask what kind of person you are.

‘I’ll do well.’

Fortunately, he didn’t seem like the type of person who would cause trouble.

If you don’t run it well, you may not be able to receive the subsidy.

You can do that if you earn it. Money problems are much more difficult than people problems.

And I don’t know if he’ll do well as a facility manager.

But, as he said, he had a good personality, so I don’t think the other employees would hate him.

I steeled my resolve and took the contract out of my bag.

“Thank you. I’m really confident I can do it!”

The social worker gave a small clap of his hands.

It was the same for me and the social worker, we were both beginners anyway.

still.

If you don’t give up and take clumsy steps one by one,

Even if you get lost a bit.

We will arrive somewhere near the final destination.

Even if you can’t get to your destination right away.

**

I’ve been living a life where I’m so busy with work that I’m out of my mind.

Before I knew it.

Seollal has arrived.

Until last year, it was just a regular holiday, but this year it’s a little different.

Because it’s the first day my mom and older sister eat ancestral rite food.

no.

Should I call it chare-bap?

However, most of the issues related to residential facilities have not yet been resolved.

I came to Wolgye Temple after receiving a call from a monk telling me to come.

“Just a moment. I’ll pass by.”

The old woman passed by.

The temple was crowded with people.

Whenever I come to the temple, my mind becomes calm.

Is it because it’s crowded today?

I also felt excited for no reason.

They placed a memorial tablet in the temple and held a joint ancestral rite.

There are many people who are not in a position to hold separate ceremonies.

I found out too late. I didn’t know this system existed in the temple.

I probably would have never known if the abbot hadn’t told me first.

Dang. Big eagle.

The sound of the bell lingers for a while and then disappears, and then the sound of monks chanting Buddhist scriptures fills the temple grounds.

‘Mom. Sister. I’m sorry. I never thought about performing ancestral rites for you two.’

And I’m sorry I couldn’t take care of it myself.

So, when the monk finished his service and was coming down, he saw me and pretended not to know me.

“You’re here.”

“Thank you. I really appreciate it.”

“No. I should have told you earlier.”

“Thank you, monk. Thanks to you, my mother and sister will be able to eat ancestral rite food for the first time.”

“But… I heard that your father didn’t offer up the memorial tablet… Is there something going on?”

I am late to the monk’s words.

“Oh! Right. I forgot. Can I go and write it now?”

I remembered that I had a father.

I’m sorry to say this.

Since I’ve never seen your face before, I sometimes do this.

The head monk smiled and nodded at my words.

“Yes. After you finish your turn, make sure to eat before you go.”

He put his hands together and left.

So I hurriedly wrote my father’s date of birth on the memorial tablet and came out.

“There are so many people.”

People were standing in long lines to bow. The smell of food on the table wafted around them.

I took a step forward, smelling the food.

When it was my turn, I sat down on the floor, then quickly got up again.

Let’s bow like that and turn our backs.

The worries I’ve been suffering from alone keep popping up in my head.

I couldn’t go anywhere and talk frankly about my sister’s room.

Because when someone else enters the room, time passes by on its own.

A story I can’t tell anyone. While I’m here to see my mom and older sister, I mutter it to myself.

If.

If so.

‘What if I never grow old like this?’

It’s not just in my sister’s room that I don’t age.

If you really don’t age or die.

Then I would never be able to see my sister, my mother, or my father whom I have never seen before.

I kept worrying about useless things while looking at the scent of raw rice.

My worries went up to the sky in smoke.