So, the other day I started my new little job. Well, I thought I did. It turns out, shockingly, that I misunderstood the woman who interviewed me. She had asked a few people to come in and work over the past week, not just me, and yesterday she told me they've hired someone else. In the end, other than feeling so stupid that I thought she had hired me so quickly, I feel fine that I didn’t get that job. I will keep looking though, and in some ways this experience did improve my German-speaking confidence. I don’t think language was the reason they hired someone else, but I think they found someone who represented their clientele better.
The past two nights rock ‘n roller has come over, wanting to drink and talk, and last night I kicked him out after two hours. Unfortunately, Jülchen was visiting her parents otherwise she would’ve dragged him out herself.
He loves peppering me with questions without listening to what my answers are. Questions like; are you still in love?, are you bored? when are you finished with him?, do you know that he’s not a good guy? when are you leaving him? Great guy was sitting right beside me, focusing on the TV. I kept trying to cut rock 'n roller off, and finally, in exasperation, I said loudly, ‘I am not bored, I am not leaving him, I am going to Canada, but I am coming right back!’
He stopped, and said, ‘Are you coming back for me?’ Oh my. I said emphatically, ‘No!' And then, he said, ‘We will have to do so many fun things together when you come back. We’ll go for picnics and go camping.’ I actually started to laugh. I couldn’t help myself. He’s delusional, but I know that now, in the morning, he will not remember a word he said, and will just be the normal, nice guy that he is by the light of day.
Today, great guy keeps mentioning how much fun I will have camping with rock ‘n roller when I come back. Maybe great guy needs to move to Canada. Hey, that’s not a bad idea.
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