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My life is quiet in Switzerland. I like it here. However, I do not like living in a small village. I love the horses and cows. I adore the calm. Walking is a pleasure here.

It is some of the people that I do not care for.

I have never lived somewhere where so many people are interested in everyone else’s lives. It isn’t the Swiss that I have a problem with. The Swiss are discrete. I don’t want to get into WHO it is or the nationalities. However, I hate it.

I hate listening to them talk about others and have told them so. I know they talk about me and then pretend to be nice. I really am not comfortable with that.

I don’t like being mean or cold to people. It is not my thing. I never stay mad long at someone. I am forgiving to a fault. Yet, I am finding that when I am rude and blunt with them they are nice. If I am nice they try to walk all over me.

One of the women was even taking my stroller when she had one right next to mine. I am forced to lock up my stroller so that she can’t use it. I don’t want the germs from her sick kid on my son’s stroller not to mention the fact that she leaves pieces of chocolate on the seat which melts.

We live in a beautiful apartment in a very nice area. However, I have the feeling that I am living in an American trailer park (you Americans know what I mean – for the French it is the quartier) some days. Because of three families I am stressed in my otherwise perfect Swiss life.

I am forced to take my kids to play at parks away from our apartment so that I don’t have to talk to these women. I get my kids up early to go to school so I don’t have to walk to the bus stop with a certain mother. I am constantly “hiding out” from these people.

It is the only way I can keep from having to talk to them without being down out rude. I am not comfortable being rude. However, I know that is the only way to deal with this type of person.

Sad isn’t it?

I have never lived around people like this. It amazes me that they would want to be so petty, ignorant, childish and rude to others. It is a nightmare having to live in the same building with them.

Ok…my rant is over. Whew…I do feel better.

I love living in Switzerland. I will like it better when our lease is up and we move away from nosey neighbors and their incredibly long wagging tongues.

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  • expatraveler October 3, 2007, 1:04 pm

    I agree – once the lease is up, get out! Then life will be better. And you are correct, most swiss just mind their own business. But I think they can be gossipy still, just not to that extent!

  • Torun October 3, 2007, 1:41 pm

    Wow, that sounds like a drag. I’m so sorry you’re unhappy about your neighbors. I know it’s hard when something is bothering you like that. But it’s really precious, the positive attitude you have to Switzerland and living there in general. I live with an expat here in Norway, and boy is he unhappy some times! I think that once you’ve started living outside your own country you will start noticing things that didn’t get on your nerves before, just because you now have something to compare with. So I think you should give yourself credit for being so adaptable and positive to your new nation, and don’t worry about the neighbors. They will not last longer than your lease, thankfully!!

  • Pumpkin October 3, 2007, 1:44 pm

    Expatraveler, A little gossipy is normal but every single little thing is just nuts. Plus, they don’t respect other people and that drives me crazy. It is always this big power play. It just makes me tired dealing with it all.
    I think once we move I will be fine. It isn’t Switzerland. It is them.

  • paal October 3, 2007, 2:16 pm

    Hi! Great blog!

  • Cathy Y. October 3, 2007, 3:57 pm

    Sorry to hear you have to put up with this. Some people just have zero manners it seems. Did want to ask you about the stroller thing: Could you keep it inside your apartment instead of leaving it where this other person could get it, and thus having to lock it up?

  • Mad William October 3, 2007, 5:54 pm

    Wow,
    I live in that same small town, only in Oregon.
    There is something very strange about small town life. These people need to get out more. It really makes me miss big cities where no one cares about anyone but themselves.

    Hang in there.

  • nay October 3, 2007, 11:24 pm

    I agree. I hid out in a car once for two hours to avoid a similar neighbor because I would have ended up being rude. I hope you are able to get back to peaceful very soon.

  • M@ October 4, 2007, 1:24 am

    All small towns are like that in one way or another. Hope things settle down at least until your lease is up. :)

  • Indie Mama October 4, 2007, 5:40 pm

    ugh! i think bloglines ate my subscription to your blog…

    anyways…hope things get better for you very soon!

  • Jan in Oregon October 4, 2007, 9:03 pm

    Totally understand the small town issue. Grew up in Small Town USA, where everyone knows, or wants to know everyone’s business. It must be some sort of “small town psychosis”. I left as quickly as possible. Today – 40 some years later, my mother doesn’t understand why I wanted to leave, and why I never go back to visit. Of course, she is rather gossipy herself! :))

    Seriously, folks in small towns do come through in a pinch to help out their neighbors. Maybe it is guilt! Hang in there, I agree with the other people commenting – it’s all “location, location, location”.

    By the way – enjoy your blog – great photo’s, too!

    Hi Mad William from Oregon! I’m in Oregon, too. (Not a small town, however.)

  • Pumpkin October 5, 2007, 5:22 am

    Thanks everyone. I will continue to hide out until we move next summer.

    Nay, I can totally understand why you did that. I hate being rude and mean.

    Cathy, Our ‘cave’ (storage space) is on the first floor. It is on the same floor as where I was placing the stroller but I have to push it past and back to our storage. It isn’t overly annoying keeping it locked up because it is just right there. It is more the principle of her using my stroller without asking and on top of it she has a stroller. I have no clue why she doesn’t take hers which works fine.

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