Wednesday, 19 October 2011

To be honest, I'm struggling

I've been out again tonight to a meeting with Internations. Again, another busy, noisy venue with mainly women all employed and the next night out they want to go clubbing.

Now there's nothing wrong with that but it's not for me, before you start it's not age related its situational.

We've been here 9 months now and when meeting people for the first time the converstion starts with

'so where are you living?' that passes a few minutes
'why have you chosen to live there?' that would be because of the school
'oh so you have children, how many?' there's another gapped filled

and of course I always ask the return questions, but then comes the one question I dread, the one that kills a conversation

'so, what do you do for a living?' I don't 'do' anything, not anymore anyway, I used to work in child Protection but I may as well say I used to be a bloke when people then enquire 'how long you been here? 9 months' and moving on...

No one wants to really hear how you're finding things here, most people are here on a fixed term contract with company cars, company mobiles and company's a whole different ball game when you come here to stay and alone.

It's polite conversations only, these people are all working, they have chats/moans/gossips in the work place, they just want to socialise, drink and party when they get together in the evenings, I don't think I'll be going again.