I'm back in my original starting point in Ukraine right now, staying with the girlfriend until I start my new job.
New job, you ask? Yes, it's a new job. And I won't be teaching English anymore (for the most part).
A few months back, well before leaving Donetsk, my roommate started working for an IT company, which sent him to western Ukraine once everyone was being evacuated from Donetsk. He was happily working away there, earning the big bucks, while I was languishing in uncertainty in Kiev. Back when he started his job, he promised to tell his boss about me, which all seemed well and good, but then I didn't hear anything for a while.
Fast forward again a few months. After a series of "interviews" with the ex-roomie and his boss on Skype, I was hired to work at a high level position at this company. The perks are quite nice, including a free remodeled flat, and a guaranteed salary, paid in US Dollars, instead of the quickly crumbling Ukrainian gryvna. All this, and in a part of Ukraine that's about as far away from the current troubles as possible.
Unfortunately, my last employer didn't like the short notice of leaving, so they're witholding my final paycheck. This, after charging me rent on my overpriced room two pay periods in a row, which left me pretty must destitute. Guess you can't win them all.
