Sometimes, when one is out of one's element, no matter what is said or done, it is wrong.
Even though I am working, and see the same people daily, I still feel like I am an alien in this part of the world. No matter what I say, it seems that it upsets some one. I do not live like the majority of people here, nor do I ever want to. I do not enjoy what they enjoy: country music, hockey, television, fishing, hunting, sledding (that is with a motorized vehicle on skis, not something that requires actual walking up and down hills) and so on, nor do I ever want to. I am a fish out of water here.
So, every once in awhile after getting someone upset over something that I said, usually said with the best of intentions, I again have decided to not interact with the people, but to stay a hermit on my farm.
While I had the bed and breakfast I was quite content, because I met all sorts of very interesting people that were not from this area. They were cosmopolitan thinkers, open minded and full of life's tales. We found a camaraderie and I cannot recall upsetting any of them with my interactions with them. Unfortunately, for the time being I do not have those precious folks to draw on, so I am best to shut up and put up and hold up, stay on the farm with my critters, do my job and go home. For now.
I can easily become a hermit rather than be out of synchronization with the locals. I am not the only one to find it unfriendly and cliquish in this area. The others have left. I am here for a while longer though and while I am on the farm, I enjoy my life very much. So there I will stay for now. So it shall be.
Even though I am working, and see the same people daily, I still feel like I am an alien in this part of the world. No matter what I say, it seems that it upsets some one. I do not live like the majority of people here, nor do I ever want to. I do not enjoy what they enjoy: country music, hockey, television, fishing, hunting, sledding (that is with a motorized vehicle on skis, not something that requires actual walking up and down hills) and so on, nor do I ever want to. I am a fish out of water here.
So, every once in awhile after getting someone upset over something that I said, usually said with the best of intentions, I again have decided to not interact with the people, but to stay a hermit on my farm.
While I had the bed and breakfast I was quite content, because I met all sorts of very interesting people that were not from this area. They were cosmopolitan thinkers, open minded and full of life's tales. We found a camaraderie and I cannot recall upsetting any of them with my interactions with them. Unfortunately, for the time being I do not have those precious folks to draw on, so I am best to shut up and put up and hold up, stay on the farm with my critters, do my job and go home. For now.
I can easily become a hermit rather than be out of synchronization with the locals. I am not the only one to find it unfriendly and cliquish in this area. The others have left. I am here for a while longer though and while I am on the farm, I enjoy my life very much. So there I will stay for now. So it shall be.
Friar says he doesn't mind me staying home with him. Right!
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