Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Oh, you work here, right?

Yesterday we had a party at the house. It was just coffee and cake; I made Red Velveteen Cupcakes from Vegan Cupcakes Take Over the World and they were well received... probably because no one knew they were vegan. I tried to do a little socializing with the adults (Am I one too? I never know.), but I got bad, invasion-sort-of vibes upon entering the dining room. So I hung out in the kitchen for a bit and ate some olives. This one woman soonafter walked in with a few dishes and I told her I could help. She responded with something like, "Oh yes. You do the dishes here, don't you?" thereby infering that I'm not a family member, but a Putzfrau. I laughed really loudly to hide my humility and to show that she was quite wrong, from my perspective, at least.

Then I tried to hang out with Susanna and the other kids, but the girl wouldn't have it. She just stared at me accusingly when I tried to join. What is with kids today? I saw them later all crowded around a computer and a Gameboy. People don't go outside anymore except to walk sometimes.

If you couldn't tell, I'm entirely sick of my job and am currently researching the process of getting a German visa so I can work and live here semi-perminantly. If anyone has any helpful info or strings they could pull, I'd love to know.

3 comments:

Max said...

I hate that...and it's omni-present no matter how you get or how established you are in your profession. But the solution remains the same...FIDO! And never take things personally. And listen to at least one Grateful Dead show a month. And make snow angels whenever possible.

Regina said...

FIDO? I'm out of touch. You know you're quite fluent in a language when you can understand the more subtle things. I try to look at these situations as "I don't have much in common with these people." Then I make rude remarks, make my presence known, and people avoid me like the plague. I'll email you someone to contact re: visa.

Erik said...

Maybe that's just one of those moments that you say to yourself, "Yeah, this is feeling like a job rather than a life right now," grin, and bear it for the time being. Of course, I'm also the person who's quit multiple jobs because he didn't feel like waking up on a given day.
And you are an adult, just not a snob.