do you think they are all unhappy there.
Yes. Being on the foreign soil means crying in the pillow when nobody can overhear you.
Leonard Luther (it's a band)
'when over Bremen the rusty sun sinks
and alien landschaft through the eyelid eats'
All the comments like '******* Polish girl!' in England are not helping.
Not only there are no friends from home, but it's hard to make new ones. I've got them now, but none are British: Lebanese, Macedonian, Bulgarian, South African, Nigerian etc.
Then the fact that people fake the smiles if they expect money, but if I want to sell something it's: sorry love, we don't want to trade with you. No, he wouldn't let you TAKE any samples.
(That was today)
So, to answer, I would prefer Polish comfort, but can't afford the Polish prices. I will concentrate on making money in the Wild West. It must prove worth it.
The fact that I can't go home on the shield, empty-handed is not helping. There is a lot of pressure.
And the Western rationalism means simply that at work they 'rationalize' so much that office staff can't answer a cell phone, read news or talk to one another for fear of 'stealing company time'. Even if there is nothing to do at the moment. You are to sit still and look like you're working. Which is a problem, because I work much faster, and get done, and would like to rest. No resting!