Karmic Punishment, Maybe????

Hey guys!!! I miss you much! Do not despair, I only have…59 weeks and counting until I’m back Stateside. So…wanna hear a funny story at my expense????
Okay, so here’s one of the more embarrassing incidents to happen to me in recent memory. Yesterday afternoon, I was invited by my principal and co-workers out to a traditional Korean dinner. I was tired, but I didn’t want to say “No” and get started on the wrong foot, especially when I found out it was in my honor… Right, I definitely was not looking forward to it. I am still dealing with the effects of jet lag, so when I was invited I thought "Well, okay I'm exhausted but a nice quiet dinner with my co-workers would be nice..." Wrong. LOL.
So, I rode to the restaurant with a couple of other teachers and they’re so sweet and mellow, so I’m expecting a rather quiet reserved night. I was apparently misinformed about Korean celebrations, cause these biyatches throw down. One, I was shocked by how much alcohol these middle aged people consume during the work week. I've seen frat boys during homecoming drink less then my principal, alone, last night. And then he (Mr. Q, the principal) kept making me take fucking shots with him! He would fill up the shot glass and go “Cheers!” Finally I said, I can only shoot Coke or water for the rest of the night. If I had known what was to come, I probably would have continued drinking until I passed out. Anywho, you guys know I dont mind going out, drinking some and dancing...just not with my much older co-workers the night before I have to be work at 8 am.
So...you may think thats the worst, but it gets richer. After dinner, I was informed that its tradition to go to karaoke bars after dinner. Only problem being I. Dont. Sing. Especially in front of strangers. Unless under threat of death, dismemberment or more alcohol then I am legally able to consume. That didn’t stop anyone, cause apparently everyone here is a Korean Karaoke Champion. So, I’m sitting in a karaoke bar, jet-lagged, tipsy and surrounded by old Korean teachers (90% of whom are wasted) singing a) Celine Dion, b) Rod Stewart or c) any random Korean song that I’ve never heard and cannot understand. I becomes clear to me that I am out of my element and these people expect me to sing as well. My principal and his old ass friends from high school (one of whom was a police officer) were dancing and gyrating crazily while singing. The police officer was really wasted and out of line. I mean, it looked like he was auditioning for Chippendale’s Dance Squad. He was dancing on some of the women teachers and they would move across the room, not to subtly, and he would drunkenly follow. It was amusing until I became the focus.
I hid for as long I could in a corner, but I was singled out, a microphone put in my fist and pulled to the middle of the damn room. I muddled my way through a Britney Spears song, during which I made the real Britney sound like Whitney Houston with my warbling. LOL. So I quickly found my seat and the police officer shows up again! He was dancing around like I've never seen...and then he proceeded to scoop me from my corner I was huddled in and danced cheek to cheek with me so I could smell his rancid beer breath. I was looking me all in my face, and I KNOW my face looked pissed off, but he was too trashed to noticed. Then, he said "Do you want to meet tomorrow night?" Granted, there is a language barrier, so I cant be 100% certain thats what he said, but I am 99% certain. I pretended not to hear his proposition and quickly told my ride how tired I was. We left about 10 minutes later. And not a MOMENT too soon.
PS- So my principal just came into my office. Apparently, he’s taken quite a shine to me and he wants to learn English too. Unfortunately, I feel weird around him because I saw his antics last night. AND he still smells like liquor…sigh. This year just got a little longer….