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TIFU by accidentally convincing my Korean neighbors I was in a cult worshipping tuna

So this started back in 2020, when we got our first Labrador. We named her Luna, because I received her on a full moon ๐ŸŒ•. I know, very original.

Naturally, over time, Luna became Luna Tuna because rhymes make sense when you’re a dog parent and it's nice to call her like that

Then in 2023, I fell headfirst into K-dramas and K-pop. If you’ve ever watched a historical K-drama, you know they often call the king Chona (์ „ํ•˜). To my brain, this sounded hilariously like Tuna. I know to Koreans, it might not, but I guess it's they way I pronounce Tuna. So Luna Tuna got upgraded to Chona. She obvs loves this name.

But it didn’t stop there. Enter BTS, specifically Jin’s song Super Tuna. That’s when I discovered that chamchi (์ฐธ์น˜) means tuna in Korean. So of course my dog’s name evolved again into Chamchi Chonha that basically means Your Majesty Tuna. ๐Ÿ‘‘๐ŸŸ

Here’s where the actual f***-up begins.

Every night at 9pm sharp, Luna insists on going outside. She never just does her business and comes back like a normal dog. No, she wanders the garden like she’s scouting for enemy troops. Which means I eventually have to stand outside and call her back.

And because I am dramatic and slightly unhinged, I don’t just call her like “Luna, come here.” No. I bellow into the night, several times over, in my best K-drama voice

“Chamchiiiiiiiiii Chonhaaaaaaaa!”

At this point, I had noticed new neighbors had moved in, but I hadn’t met them yet. A few days later, I realised they were Korean. I was obviously thrilled because I finally hadsomeone I could maybe practice my new kdrama language skills on....

But they always looked at me strangely. They avoided small talk. And after about a month… they moved out.

Only now does it hit me now that maybe from their perspective every single night their strange neighbor was outside dramatically screaming, “Your Majesty Tunaaaaa!”

TL;DR... I didn’t get to practice my Korean. But I may have accidentally started and ended a tuna cult and made my new neighbours move house again....

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