Why you should never live with roommates

I’m a bit upset.

I live in a flat with one roommate. Obviously, I pay more for this luxury. Also, I live in the center of Tel Aviv – which means I’m paying a lot. A ridiculous amount.

For the past 3 months, my roommate’s girlfriend has been here every day – well, I see her every morning and evening when I get back from work. I didn’t say anything at the beginning since my roommate hurt his leg and couldn’t even go to work. I figured he needed help. Another month passed, he went back to work, but the gf stayed. Now, a month later I asked him what’s this all about.

Apparently she moved in and gave up her apartment, and no one thought to tell me. On top of that, he called me petty. *ME*. All because I said that I don’t like having another presence in the house. Oh, I kept the best for last – he does not think she should pay a dime.

Yes, you’re reading this right. In Hebrew we say chuzpah. That was a week ago. He told me they’ll figure something out. He has not said a thing to me since, and I’m getting the feeling we’re not on speaking terms anymore – on his side at least.

So I tried doing it the nice way instead of going straight to the landlord. I guess nice doesn’t work with some people. How does anyone think that kind of behavior is ok? It’s beyond me. I’m really upset.

La Rocca, ItalyThis photo was taken in Italy while climbing La Rocca. It has a calming effect on me. Sort of. :)

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Stupid people on OkCupid

I’m on OkCupid. Trying to find love and all that jazz. This is not what this post is about though. I got a message from a 51 year old man from Australia. Here it is:

I hope one day to see Israel respecting other countries cultural heritage,borders and culture. Why can’t you just leave the Palestinian people alone,and go back to Poland?

Why do people do that on a DATING site? Also, any sentence that starts with I hope one day or I wish.. is so damn preachy, come on! And on top of that, it is the stupidest statement ever – it’s something I expect from a child. I am not responsible for everything wrong with Israel  – Just like a Palestinian is not responsible for all suicide bombings – I can tell the difference – Nazis do not equal the German people or Germany. 

Why can’t I go back to Poland? I can’t speak for all Jews, but the Nazis took my grandmother’s home and murdered her family. Besides, us Jews came from all over the place, we can’t ALL go back to Poland.

I’m getting worked up over nothing, but what else is there to do on a Saturday afternoon?

Thursday night out

This post won’t be all that interesting. A bit boring even. But in case you are interested, the post is about how I didn’t meet a guy yesterday night.

Now that I’m way single and have no options on the horizon, I’ve been trying to go out more. More, meaning once a week. Going out, meaning going to a place with the purpose of meeting a guy. Because usually, I go out and have a beer with a friend for the purpose of conversation, not to see and to be seen. In Israel, we start our weekend on Thursdays and go back to work on Sundays. So now that we got that all figured out, let me tell you about my Thursday night.

My friend and I wanted to go to a well-known dance bar. We got there at 10:30 pm. It wasn’t open yet. Okay, so there was a bar right next to it, we went in there. We were the only ones there. Am I weird to think 10:30 pm is an acceptable time to be out and about? Probably. We sat there, at 11:00 the place was beginning to pick up.

You see that? It didn’t happen.

We didn’t like the crowd. When you go out in Tel-aviv, you’ll see hipsters. Truckloads of them. Being all ironic, ’cause that’s what they do. At about 11:00 pm we headed towards the dance bar, where the hostess asked us “you know today there’s a circuit party, right?” Righhhht, even though we would have had fun, we wouldn’t have found a man, maybe a woman, but for the most part, I don’t swing that way.

So we went to a different bar. Loud music, people smoking, the bartenders were throwing napkins in the air. Maybe they didn’t have confetti. There was a cute a guy, curly hair (love it), he was chain-smoking (hate it) and dancing, probably 3 years younger than me. The age difference doesn’t bother me, not if it’s a rebound. Curly was busy high-fiving his guy friends and dancing with them all through the evening. Strange. I didn’t make a move. Surprising.

We ended the evening eating a hot dog. Probably better than going home with that guy.

Yes, I think I’m on the right path – broken heart will be mended, even though I can’t seem to meet a guy. I think all that beer is doing it.

Hurt

Hurt by Lydia Farquhar**Warning**

A whiny post ahead of you

So I had a talk with Mr. Man from We Are the Lonely and Woulda Coulda Shoulda.

He said he wants to keep dating this girl he’s known for 2 weeks, over me, the girl he’s known for 6 years. I guess while I was thinking things over, I missed the train. He said that if it was any other girl, he wouldn’t think twice and he would definitely be with me.

But no, apparently this girl makes him feel like he hasn’t felt in a long time. Well, thank you Mr.Man, that was very tasteful. It makes me feel so good to know that.

I’ve been passed over once again. This time by a friend and a lover. It makes me feel like shit. I told him it would be too hard for me to stay friends, because honestly, I don’t want to see him dating someone else.

I’m not a romantic, but I guess all that crap in romantic comedies does sink in a bit. So sometimes my mind drifts and I think he’ll realize he made a mistake and he’ll come begging on his knees to have me back. And then, I give myself a mental slap – these things don’t happen in real life.

How bad are things? Well, I’m at work, looking at an Excel sheet and it says “Save the ones you wish to keep”, and it sounds all deep and meaningful. I’m a mess. He just felt very familiar, his smell, his touch – it felt like being home.

I’m hurt. I’m mad at him. I’m down one friend. I don’t know what to do. I can’t get past it (no surprise, it happened yesterday evening) especially the part “she makes me feel like I haven’t felt in a long time”. I just can’t.

I know it’s not the “grown-up” thing, but I want him to feel as bad as I do. I don’t want him to move on so easily. Why should he when I don’t get to?

I’m being over dramatic, but I feel like it’s never going to happen.