When I moved, 23 days ago, I was insistant that I was on some great adventure. I was finally getting out of a city that did nothing for me anymore, and I was off to explore a strange new world.
Now, I wonder.
I got into two fights with one of my roomates today over the computer.
First, let me explain. I sleep in a room with two computers and a laptop. Until I arrived, it was a spare room that people could come and go as they please. One roomate, well, he likes to sit in front of his computer all the time. One of the arguments was that this is now my room, and as such, he needs to learn to respect that it is my space, and that he doesn't need to be in there all the time. He took offense to that, and took it as a ultimatium, which it was not. I meerly said that if he wouldn't respect that it is my room, that he needs to find a place for his computer.
Now, as I sit here after time to cool off, I'm madder than I was. Unfortunately, it's not all of the roomates fault, and for that I am sorry. This town is a small, small town with little in the way of opportunity. I thought that with a great background in computers, that I would have no problem getting a job. That, as it turns out, isn't the case. I applied at Wal-Mart, and still have yet to hear back as of today, the third week. There is a sort of job at a Radio Shack, but after the Wal-Mart issue, I'm not getting my hopes up. The rest of the town, well, there is not much, aside from three Tim Hortons.THat isn't true, but I couldn't think of any at the time.
The point is, I feel like I should give up. Is it so unfair that I ask for a little bit of privacy? I am miserable, and running out of money, and running out of places to apply for work. Should I give up? Should I go home with my tail between my legs and give up on what I once thought was a great adventure? I'm a little lost and getting more and more frustrated by the minute.