Monday, September 30, 1991

I have just talked to people concerning jobs in Kuwait. I wonder if I should go. Really. With things as they are here, now, there doesn't seem to be much in the way of jobs. Nothing interesting. And since I was ignorant enough to pass up Easco, I am looking around for something that I can do. If I worked in Kuwait, my wages up to $75,000 would be tax free. Shelter and transportation would be provided by whatever company I worked for, so most of what I made could be sent home, and be kept. Basically put, a year's worth of work in Kuwait would most likely allow me the funds I needed, to start a modest studio when I returned.

And besides ...

I think I've grown enough to look upon a year as nothing. It's a period of time. Nothing more. In that time, I could continue my education and work on Arumaea. I could do a lot of things. And, needless to say, working in the Middle East would definitely get me away from this town and this family for awhile.

So perhaps I should consider it. Seriously. Yet I don't want to make any hasty moves. I want to have this thought out. I want to be certain that this is what I want to do. If I go, I will have to sign a 12-month contract, and that will be a commitment which I will have to honor. There will be no turning back and running home at the first sign of home-sickness.

So ...

I shall have to think. A man is supposed to call me back in about 20 minutes for my
decision about whether or not to purchase his company's services (They're a job placement agency). But I'll have to stall him. This is not something I could commit to today. His company's services cost $160. That is nothing to take lightly.

So. I will wait. And I will talk. And I will consider. But my decision will have to made soon. My ruse concerning employment can't be carried on much longer. I will have to do something. So we'll see.

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