Random Access Memories

So, perhaps not the nest decisions of my life, but I moved into a shared house.

Now my intention was to “not live alone”. I could have easily afforded my own apartment, but this was slightly cheaper, and I really didn’t want to just live in a quite room by myself.

So I paid 6 months rent up front to not have to waste money on credit checks and moved in.

Yeah… maybe should have talked to them a little bit more.

There is a couple that owns the home. About 20 years younger than me. And they act like I don’t exist. Now i’m sure for some people this would be absolutely perfect. For me? Not so much.

The male half is extremely introverted. I can see his awkward physical reaction when I even say “hello”. The female half is less introverted, but still very quiet and has not said 3 words to me in 2 months.

There is another tenant here. And i’ve caught one glimpse of him over those 2 months. He literally never comes out of his room.

Now several people have said “Maybe they’re just scared of you” or “Maybe they don’t understand you want to be their friend”.

My answer to this is, “I don’t care”.

That might seem harsh, but i’m really not in the place in my life to spend energy trying to be friends with people who are clearly showing they do not want to be my friend.

This sums up exactly why I am leaving the USA. Because it’s just very unfriendly to a middle-aged single white male.

I think I can do better.

We shall find out.