Friday, September 15, 2017

What it was like to leave Canada and work in Prague to a Danish company

As a Croatian-Canadian with dual citizenship and several years of work
experience as a software developer, I have the opportunity to live anywhere
in Europe I want. However, this realization only came to mind after
grinding for several years in the startup scene in Western Canada. With
nothing to show for all my work weeks of 60 hours in what is supposed to be
one of the best nations in the world, I thought I could just best in the
country. In transplanting me a part of the world where I default was
standing advantage with my perfect English and his work ethic in Canada,
maybe I could win a free meal by maximizing the performance of my value
relative to the pool of the local workforce.
At first, the ease with which I emigrated seemed to be a blessing, but in
two years I had come to feel my decision to live abroad. Maybe compared to
nature, romantic Prague I managed to kiss and just loafer five years ago on
vacation, it became just a terrible place to live, a city where British
stagholes hordes ratio skewer eliminate practically any possibility of
coherent game night their lewd behavior, and where the toxic shadow of
Western Europe still insinuates more perniciously the horizon.
Although I deeply respect my Croatian homeland & # 8212; I was raised in a
traditional Catholic home fearing God & # 8212; Croatia just didn t cut as
a long-term arrangement. No, even if I m fluent in the language, I m wage
cuck spoiled and wages were too low for me. In addition, a short flight
meant I could visit every time. As a Slav, the only other viable options
were the Czech Republic, Poland or Ukraine because everything west of
Dresden is frankly Europistan closer to Europe. So I opted for Prague.
Prague has a higher salary and a salary cuck I am.

Payroll
The first thing I notice about earning a wage in Prague is my significantly
lower wages compared to Western Canada was not much in proportion to the
cost of living. What had I done more research, or talk with men on the
ground, it would probably have been more clear. Unfortunately Numbeo and
other price aggregators online I relied on didn t reflect the reality on
arrival.
My Scandinavian paylords were well aware of this difference in perception
and weak balled my salary, convince me that life was much less than the
approximately 15% difference is obvious to me now, after two years of life
to 'foreign. Thinking that I had found my free breakfast and swooped to
steal. But man was I wrong.

The Masters
All things being equal, I enjoyed my stay here in Europe. In general, for a
guy in his mid 20s, which is more important: women, alcohol, rent,
cigarettes and caffeine, these things were still a bit cheaper than at
home. But what really crushed my soul during the last two years were my
worthless, the secret managers, dishonest and unconscionable way.
I'm not sure why I ever agreed to work for this company. I counted up the
ladder here, despite having received a promotion, bonuses and an increase
after my first year. I don t move to Europe to become a smooth-haired
farce, overalls-Clad an Lumberg the image of the office space.
More importantly, I read Roosh s Don t Denmark Bang & # 8221; years ago.
Insofar Scandinavians have zero clearance and androgynous women are indeed
apeish men, they tend to be just as sociopathic. The psychological acuity
Scandinavian seems to be directly proportional to their incontinence.
Ultimately, game head women they played constantly with me made crazy. So I
resigned and went back to Canada.
Although Prague is growing economically and that there are many jobs
available, I m used to a certain standard of living and even some
competitive leadership positions in the Czech market paid less than junior
wages at home (all costs included), so in the end I decided it was time to
go abroad, my woodcutting Kobasa suspended as an anchor between my feet & #
8212; as if a reminder that if my favorite head for greener economic
pastures, my favorite Czech dick pussy nonetheless.

The cake
While the free breakfast, I thought I saw in Eastern Europe pay out to be
quite expensive compared to my expectations, there was certainly a lot of
cake. And they let me eat too. Their products are crazy Scandinavian baked
covered with cream, but socialist Racist Europe, your marginal product of
labor doesn t matter, no matter how they feed you cake. Your salary buys
you.
I have not lost hope for Europe. I really enjoy my free time outside of
slavery more companies here than I did in Canada, but this is not the bar,
I want to aim for. I recognized for what I need to improve myself more.
One would assume that by simply being a great, perfect English speaking
white man in North America with a university degree 4 years and European
citizenship that I automatically commanded a high salary and compliance
frameworks austere means who came to control my life. The truth is, without
Fuck money leveraged a location independent residual income source allows,
working in Eastern Europe is the same or worse than grinding on a corporate
paycheck without soul as in the West. At least at home, I can put a little
money in the bank.
The Czech Republic and Prague in particular, it seems, has bent the knee
before Merkel and its financial overlords. You can feel the daily
encroaching Western toxin. On the other hand, the most bucolic Czech cities
of Brno and Ostrava, Košcice Slovakia and countries such as Poland,
Ukraine, Belarus and Russia remain stalwart in their defense of masculinity
and traditional virtue. My advice to men considering the transition to
Eastern Europe, either in search of true feminine women and a more balanced
lifestyle, is to be prepared with all the leverage you got .
Whether in the bank, or paying online business residues per day, the
savings a year, you will not survive without it. I came to know many
friends here who have managed to build an independent life for themselves
and by all accounts seem to be thriving. The next time I go to conquer my
little corner of Eastern Europe, I plan to return as king.
Read more: 6 things to know about Prague (Czech Republic)

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