For What It’s Worth

Recently I found out how much my skills are worth in the job market.  I was browsing ads for my skill set in Israel, and apparently I’m worth 10,000 N.I.S. or around $2500 per month if I do what I’m already doing at home, for someone else.

There’s just one problem: the jobs currently available are all in Tel Aviv area.  I would spend most of what I make on the commute, and bring home just about what I’m making now.  So there’s no point working outside within my web related field unless a position opens in Haifa.  By then I’ll be matching or exceeding that by working in other fields within my talents.

At the moment, many things are still up in the air, but Fender and I have already started talking to possible employees for the fight club.  So far, all of the “gladiators” are martial artists, which is a good thing.  Even in mud wrestling, I’d rather have girls who know what they’re doing, and can pace themselves and keep control.

The thing is, I’m not sure if I really want to work with/for Fender.  I prefer that his businesses be his domain, and the home management and my businesses be my domain.  Too much crossover, and there’s the problem of two leadership oriented people clashing and bringing those issues home.  I think a man’s home should be his castle/sanctuary, not his secondary office with the same people in both.

So even though I gave him the fight club idea, I think I’m going to opt out of doing more than helping out if I’m needed…and that will be a big if.  We’re already clashing on certain issues related to the default characteristic of most women he’s known in his life being hoeity.  He doesn’t realize what a unicorn he is.  Everybody wants a ride.

Since we’ve been together, he’s gotten two miniskirt peep shows from different women in the same cafe.  It would be funnier if I didn’t know that social proof from me is like someone killed a giant.  Unicorn plus narwhal equals lurve I guess.  Heheheh…

Time will tell though.  He’s still got to endure the talk with his dad about the fact that he’s dating a non Jewish woman.  His mom seemed happy about us at first, but then started asking him why he couldn’t have chosen one of the many beautiful Jewish women they know.  I’m not even going to try to compete with them.  Some are actually basically nice girls.  I couldn’t say I’d blame him for trading me for someone hotter.  If he doesn’t see my worth, I’m not going to try to convince him of it.  He said that his answer was that he wants a good woman who looks to his taste, not everybody else’s.

I’m not sure if he told me this just for my information, or as a way to increase his value to me, or to lull me into a false sense of security.  I hope he understands that I don’t get lulled.  Life is too unpredictable to count on anyone but one’s self above a certain degree.


My pronouns are whatever you're comfortable with as long as you speak to me with respect. I'm an Afruikan and Iswa refugee living in Canaan. That's African American expat in Israel in Normalian. I build websites, make art, and assist people in exercising their spirituality. I'm also the king of an ile, Baalat Teva, a group of African spirituality adherents here. Feel free to contact me if you are in need of my services or just want to chat.

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