Recent past events may point the fact I might be leaving Milan soon then I have thought, heading home to Haifa, Israel, next month.
I have leaved in Milan for 2 years, with 2 years gap between the two. The first year I came to study (as an exchange student) and ended up travelling, experiencing and going out way more then studying, and the second one I came for love. Love had started during the first stay in Milan. It ended a short time after I came to stay again. But the city I wasdn’t ready to leave. I wasn’t ready to face home reality with my tail between my legs. I wanted to show everyone including myself I can stand on my legs and live here independently with or without what got me here.
And for a while I did. Still with the guy, against all odds and his own pessimism, I found a person in the Jewish community who soon discovered my experience and capability in the very specific area his office was concentrating. He offered me a job, and help handling my legal papers. He didn’t pay much, but has said that as he sees how independently I can work I will raise my celery.
And raise he did (theoretically)!
Seeing I could work well, he gave me to handle a big project by myself, not having much time to even ask him questions, making many decisions by myself.
The project has lasted a few months, and though a pile of logistic problems and time limits, it came out fairly well, considering. Only the pay promised for the project didn’t come. Just as promises of bonuses and benefits were spreaded around the air, excuses were handfully thrown into the room hall.
“I’m supposed to get a lot of money next month, so I’ll pay you then”
A month later:
“This person (who?) was misleading me, he promised to pass me money by now. But don’t worry, I have many busineses going on.
When can I expect to have been payed?
<<religious roll tactics>> “With the help of the lord, I will be able to pay to you soon”.
Can you promise me I’ll get it?
<<attacking tactics>> “Why are you so stressed? you’re acting like a little kid who wants their sweets right away, have patience, it will all work out!”
Don’t tell me to relax. I’m demanding what you’ve promised me.
“I’m not talking to you in such tones”.
…You get the idea.
Few months into this, and I’m tiring out. I have got enough money to live of, buy some food, go out sometimes. But that’s small money, and I seem to be failing the war.
I stay at work, but refuse to work. I push and whine my boss for the promised bonus, that’s all I’ve got, but nothing seems to work.
So I made up my mind. Today I’m leaving to Bergamo from which I will fly to a small vacation in Finland and Estonia. As I come back I will be taking care of packing my belonging and shipping them home. I’ll buy a ticket, get on the flight, salute my friends and family – and restart my life. Wish me more luck this time.
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