This is how we do it

A year ago I was sitting on my desk, reading emails. This was after a dinner with friends and coffee with  colleagues. I  usually had  100 emails more or less IN A DAY.  This includes of course auto-generated, some concerns from management and clients that needs response, that only I alone could address.  It makes you feel indispensable some times but at most times, you regret that there is no one there who knows the task so you can at least go on a 2-week vacation.

It has been almost a year now I am on vacation. Let’s just define the word as the state of being ‘jobless’, because if you define it as what it is,  then it might not be true.  Nothing’s changed really, I still routinely check my mails, except that its less than 10 now or fewer and mostly ads or it can be those that start with ‘ Regarding your application’ and ends with ‘Tak for din ansogning’.

But as I have come to think about it – why am I pursuing something that I already know I don’t like much? Nåh.. ja.. I have to earn of course! I was not born with pockets full of worldly graces nor I have save much. I am more like a savor than a saver.

And I have got these wise words from no less than my job consultant  ‘ Do first what you are capable of, and whatever you want could come after’. But since, there is nothing really that I am capable of without speaking their language ( my previous job was analyzing data and communicating with clients), and I fall short  or overqualified to those jobs that can be done mutely. So the line from above could actually be interpreted as ‘ Do first what we need you to do, and whatever you are capable of could come after’. We really don’t care what you want.

And so we labored through learning the language, being an active citizen ( whatever that means) and so on .. so we could get the points they require. A system implemented just this year and who knows it could even be steeper for the years to come. A pill might be invented to grow you in height (i’d be grateful), to make your hair blond and turn your eyes blue. Mutation.

I DO CARE, REALLY. This is where I decided to live, and maybe where I will die. I need to do what needs to be done. But not for their sake but for my sake and my family. After all, I am just a girl, who happens to fall in love with a boy, that happens to live here. Things happen like shit happens , but now you know. Deal with it.

The others, like me, may feel the same way. Perhaps we don’t understand them or maybe they don’t understand us. But then again there is respect as our dividing wall. If we think they are mucking up their own country, let them. Sure, voices will be heard, only to be snapped with ‘this is how we do it’ line. Maybe it is the same how I scolded the husband when he doesn’t know how to eat an un-deboned fish ( this the right term?) or slice a mango, ‘as we do it’?

Let their  future TV anchors ruin their teeth by eating hard candies. Let them eat their rugbrød for their frokost. Let their cakes and christmas trees look ugly by putting flags on them.  When they laugh at you, laugh back at them.

You see Denmark is not perfect, but one is trying to hope that it would be better, if not perfect, to the ones they left behind. We are angry at times when we feel injustice, discrimination and so on. We write about it for others to read and spread the sentiment. We support protests rallies for our voices to be heard. Because we wanted change. We are angry because we care.