A member of the police said, “after Mr. Lee was fired from the company he was working at two years ago he was unable to find work and became very stressed. He understands that what he did was criminal.”Puh-leeze. That boils down to: “You must forgive me. I lost my job.”
Well, gee, Mister. That will make it even tougher for you to pay the 40K or 50K won for each tire you slashed (that's how much it costs me to replace mine).
If he still has no employment, put him to work in some grunt job until he earns back the money for the tires. And, of course, give that back to the people whose tires he slashed.
This kind of thing happened to me in the 1990s. At 3 a.m. I get a call from the local police telling me that my car’s electronic side mirror had been damaged (broken off its hinges, no small task) by some drunk guy, and I needed to come down — right then — to make a statement.
In a groggy state, I said, “Huh?” Really, what the hell am I going to say that they don’t already know: this guy damaged it and it’s my car.
Apparently this guy had damaged a whole bunch of cars up and down my street, and the police needed at least one of them to come in and make a statement so they could hold him or something. Honestly, I’m not really sure about that because I was half awake when this happened, plus I don't speak Korean perfectly, and my comprehension goes down somewhat in proportion to how blindsided I am by a situation.
It cost me 90K won to replace that mirror. Drunken a-hole. [Korea-bashing version: Why are Koreans such drunken assholes?]
No good can come from answering your phone at 3 a.m. It’s either bad news from a cop, or it’s your mother who miscalculated the time difference (”Three a.m.? Are you sure?”)