dinner conversations

Dad: “You realize that for the first time since he was five years old Patrick won’t be going back to school in the fall?”

Mom: “Oh, that’s right! How do you feel about that?”

Me: “I do not like it.”

Sister: “What?”

Mom: “You don’t like it? You’d rather go back to school? What would you do?”

Me: “I don’t know.”

Dad: “You don’t make as much money in school as you do with a job.”

Me: *Shrug*

rent, bills, deductions, groceries, gas, and i’d say it pretty much feels like I’m running on the same amount of money i had through school. when i was offered this job i figured, great, i can have my student loans paid of fast! now two paycheques down, it doesn’t look that easy anymore.

in the month and half that i’ve lived in red deer i’ve stayed in town for one weekend. i still haven’t found much of a reason to stick around and do anything. i don’t understand the mindset here. i’m not trying to peg everyone in the city like this, but compared to vancouver or ottawa, people here don’t really seem to extend much of a welcome to you. i mean, yeah, you can talk to people, but in vancouver if you talked to three different people for any given amount of time and said you’d just moved there and didn’t know anyone, you’d probably get invited to tag along to go for a few beers or something.

so far here if the conversation involves “ive only been here a month and a half, i moved here for work, i dont know anyone” it usually results in the conversation continuing with no other mention of it except for “hope you have fun at your new job”.

if it involves some type of asking if someone wants to grab a coffee or a drink it generally results in “I would but…” as if it’s the most threatening thing they’ve ever been asked.

what the fuck?

people kept telling me that once i had a job everything would fall into place, that things would pick up. yeah, i’ve got a job i enjoy, but i’m still waiting for everything else to catch up.

bleh.

at least i get my first visitor this weekend.