Spoke too soon...

God damn it, I hate the Italian way of doing things! I really am getting sick of the fact that they lie, all the time, and often for no apparent reason, given the opportunity. Well, not all Italians, just the ones who might be in a position to employ you. It's not that big a deal but they underpaid me today by 25 Euro, and as I have no contract and they refuse to tell us how much we get paid an hour (different schools pay different amounts... blah blah blah) I have no means of getting the other 25 stinking euros out of their greedy greasy little mits. I think it's time to move on and find some other dishonest employers to employ me. It's hardly surprising really, this is a country run on the basis that hardly anyone works legally, and then the ones who do work legally pay ridiculously high tax so as to discourage them from doing so. It's a giant mess and the result is that employees routinely get exploited and ripped off while greedy bastard employers run laughing all the way to the bank. It's a pity because I like my job, I like my classes most of the time, but I didn't come over here to play the part of the stupid foreigner enriching the pockets of some nasty lying bitch from Naples. Admittedly I can't see myself living in Viterbo on a long term basis, it's a nice enough place but it's not somewhere I'd want to end up. I have to admit that I'm getting a little homesick, at least in Ireland, in general, you get paid what you were supposed to and you can usually be sure of how much money you'll have at the end of a few weeks work. Here it's a bit more along the lines of a lottery, ooh this week they felt like paying me a little less, oh well, guess I'll be having a few slices less pizza... I miss a lot of other things and I do have days when I wonder what the hell I'm doing here. If I didn't have my up days I'd probably be on a plane coming home as we speak. I do like living here, and I have met some lovely people but I can't help feeling it's all very temporary, that given another year or so I'll have trouble remembering some of these people's names. I miss being in Dublin in some ways, and I miss going to the pub, and being with friends from home. My Italian has come along by leaps and bounds since I've been here and in that sense I don't feel like I'm wasting my time but sometimes I just get sick of it all. I miss Perugia and my friends there, my flatmates, the city... I think I'm just feeling very down today.
One good thing is that I had an interview for a proper language school today and hopefully I'll be starting to do evening classes with them. They might want me to do classes the rest of the week but they're gonna let me know. If all works out and if they're able to offer me a lot of hours I'll probably dump the other job. It's not getting paid badly that annoys me most, it's the dishonesty that really pisses me off.