August & September 2014: Employment Aaaarrrgh

The idea of moving to Windsor has always been a bit strange for me. Windsor is the home of the automobile and of course, I don’t drive. I always felt like I was very much at odds with what Windsor demanded of its residents. I would rather walk to get groceries, go shopping… to get to work. I like discovering different neighbourhoods and hidden gems on the way.

This city is built for cars and I thought I’d feel really isolated in my thinking and that I wouldn’t be able to find the things on foot that would allow me to feel at home. But I’m happy to say I was wrong.

The city, yes, isn’t kind to pedestrians but it does offer a lot more in the culinary and retail department than I anticipated. Places like The Willistead, The Twisted Apron, Bubi’s Awesome Eats, The Squirrel Cage, Villains Beastro, George & Alice’s and Biblioasis have quickly made me feel like I’m not so far from the things that help me feel content and happy to live somewhere.

It also doesn’t hurt that our new apartment is a block away from the impressive riverfront and that we’ve got a view of the Detroit skyline from our windows. Not to mention, the art gallery, aquatic centre and the bus terminal are a stone’s throw away too. Aaaannnnnd a LCBO and Tim Hortons. Not bad.

We’ve also lucked out in the social department. I found it ridiculously hard to find some pals in Montreal. I rocked at acquaintances but unlike every other city I’ve ever lived in, I didn’t come away with some kind of BFF – a kindred spirit if you will.

When Roisin was job hunting she met a recruiter named Holly who then introduced us to her partner and fiancé Dani. We both have oddly similar stories with Holly being from England and Dani Canada. So it’s been nice to do the whole double date thing with people who understand the woes of visas, sponsorships and other hoo-haa when you’re trying to stay together. They’re also just lovely people who’ve also introduced us to more lovely people. I think this has really eased this whole transition.

The only thing that’s really tainted the whole thing is my employment situation. Pretty early on I got a gig at a call centre, just like I’d done in Montreal. I knew it’d be a quick way to make some money and I could keep job hunting for something more permanent while Roisin looked too. She quickly found work at Villains Beastro and then followed that up with a gig at Indigo. But I sat in the call centre for two months, with no real prospects.

I did have a shot at essentially my dream job for a local publisher, but after a long interview and an excruciating wait I was told I didn’t get the gig. I was pretty gutted but in all honesty, I’ve got no official training for PR work/Publishing. Everything I’ve learned has been through strange experiences and opportunities. It was nice to be considered though.

But after losing THE job and struggling to deal with yet another call centre gig, I started to feel pretty damn crappy. So one morning on the way to work I felt so anxious and awful that I walked into HR and quit instead of working my shift. Not really my thing… but I couldn’t really cope anymore.

And then I started to apply for all the jobs. Literally… all the jobs. And no one called, not even for a single interview… (to be continued)

Here are some photos from August – a meal at the Squirrel Cage and our afternoon in Detroit with Dani & Holly checking out John K. King Books, the Roasting Plant, Signal Return and a few other places.

And here are some photos from September – my mason jar lunches, our first official champagne toast for our engagement courtesy of Holly & Dani, dog-sitting, the riverfront, delicious fish tacos and my favourite window in the new flat.

More coming soon –
K

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