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Last September I hosted a party to celebrate my 17 years in Innsbruck – my half-life. One of the guests, Maurizio, brought me an incredible present: A bottle of Motörhead Rosé. I promised him to drink it together...but right now, I have an emergency, I need to write this blog.

Yesterday, I went to the doctor to make a general check-up. My last one was done two years ago, right after coming back from Georgia. Back then, the doctor told me my cholesterol was a little above the normal level and that my body-mass index was also slightly above, but they were still on the safe side. Back then, I was working, doing pilates daily and eating almost a kilo of fruit every day, the only negative aspect: I had only two friends in Tbilisi, Eka and Keti, with whom I met some times.

Currently, my life is a little bit different as it used to be in 2012 in Georgia: the summer here in Innsbruck is non-existing (compared to the daily 35°C of Tbilisi). I am unemployed since months, I no longer do pilates; only similar thing to Georgia: I haven´t been really socially active lately, but the alcohol consumption of the last two Saturdays clearly got my average back on track. Ah! and my fruit consumption has been stable this "summer"

But now, to the health check-up results:

Lungs – perfect, like those of the militant non-smoker I am

Kidneys – I urinate like a vegan baby

Liver – and this was surprisingly cool: perfectly normal levels!

Body-mass index: lower than 2012, hell yeah!

but there are bad news: both good (HDL) and bad (LDL) cholesterol are higher than normal, but still on the safe side.

The doctor wanted to know more about causes of my cholesterol level and asked me about my sport activities, to which I answer „I ride my bike about 60 minutes per week“ right after saying this, I realised how lazy I am, so I added „that is actually only 10 minutes a day...doctor, forget it, I don´t do any sport“. It was like at AA, first thing is accepting you have a problem, and yes, I am lazy

She then asked me about food, to which I responded I eat meat around two or three times a month. She asked me „what about chocolate?“

Only then I realised I am a 35-year unemployed who makes no sport and eats too much chocolate...and right now I am starting to feel the effects of the Motörhead Rosé on my head while I proof-read this blog entry and listen to Motörhead.

Thank you Maurizio!
(and yes, I have pink blankets)

I think "Girls" is the sitcom version of “Reality bites” for the people born after the Seoul Olympic Games

Yesterday, I went out for a drink with Sarah and Eric (for the foodies among you: Sarah had an apple juice, Eric and I had a magnificent Mojito). We chatted about the series we are currently watching. Sarah and I are watching HBO´s Girls. I told Sarah I always have liked TV series in which I find parallels with my life, like with Seinfeld. I like “Girls” because it reminds me of the problems my friends and I used to have ten years ago, when after finishing university, we all faced our quarter life crisis. I think Girls is the sitcom version of “Realitybites” for people born after the Seoul Olympic Games.

I had my quarter life crisis around 2005. Back then my friends and I thought becoming an adult was mainly linked to having a decent job. The rest would happen automatically with the paychecks: wearing adult clothes, drinking adult wine, visiting adult restaurants and having adult conversation topics. After my first paycheck I wanted to become an adult: I wanted to stop using sneakers and old t-shirts, start drinking €5 wine bottles, having enough money to order a second drink and dessert each time I went to have dinner...and talk about how business was going in the offices with my friends.

Today I saw Girls´ most recent episode. Hanna, the main character, got her first decent job as an advertisement writer and she loved it; however, during her second day of work she realises, if she stays on that company, she will slowly give up on her dream to become a writer and become a simple office worker. She decides to quit her job and pursue her true desire, but after some seconds, she makes up her mind and decides not to quit. I then started to look for the parallels between Hanna and me...

I worked eight years, that means I received 96 paychecks. However, I still use old t-shirts, drink €4 wine bottles, I sometimes order water while having dinner ans check my wallet before ordering dessert and the last conversation I had today was with Hannes about our plans to get wasted this weekend.

I may not have a job, I may not be an adult (based on social behavior), but I am pursuing my dream. Hanna´s dream is to be a respected writer, mine is to cook.

I don´t care if you bite reality, here I come!

I may be called Oscar Germes Procrastination

It was not until some three or four years ago that I looked into a dictionary searching for the meaning of the word „procrastination“. I was very happy to see that there was a word defining an entire lifestyle. For example, my last blog entry was over a month ago, and ever since I wanted to write two things, but this procrastinating stuff I have been doing kept me away from writing those two blog entries.

My thesis has turned to be one of the latest victims of my procrastination...I think it is amazing how small things as getting a glass of water can keep you from writing. Today´s episode started like this:

After six weeks of failures in continue writing on my thesis (there were days in which I opened the file, stared at it for some minutes, closed it without doing any modifications and started to watch videos on youtube) I finally sat today on my desktop. Played goldfrapp with the volume at its lowest level, closed all firefox pages and opened my file. I read it, found some things that needed to be better formulated and voilà! there I was finally writing on my thesis. This went on for three Goldfrapp albums (Felt mountain, Head First adn Seventh trees)...then I got thirsty. On my way to the kitchen I saw the vacuum. And realised I haven´t vacuumed in days, but before I also got some chocolate from the kitchen.

I vacuumed my room, ate some chocolate, drank some water and then decided to take a break...and the big error was to watch two fantastic music video on youtube:

The video for the song “journey” from Polo to the masses and “Spanish sahara” by Foals...then I started to read the news online, check my e-mails and all of a sudden I realised I was procrastinating again...and there was no coming back. Because I have discovered, that once you lose yourself to the forces of procrastination, there is no coming back - the only way back is when the chances of doing whatever you needed to do completely disappear.

I hope tomorrow I can defeat the powers of procrastination and hear all five Goldfrapp albums while working on my thesis (for the music freaks: Today I missed Supernature and Black Cherry).

Meet the new oscar, a well-performing and efficient unemployed

I haven´t been working on an office desk since April 3rd, which means tomorrow I would have experienced 8 months of waking up late, skipping breakfast in favor of lunch (or sometimes even skipping lunch and have only dinner). Yes, I am a lazy bastard.

What people doesn´t know about us jobless lazy-bastards, is that we are well-performing and efficient people. Even though I go to bed at 2:00 a.m. with no worries of being late for work. But let me tell you about my performance (and we all know that performance is something very important nowadays).

Environment: At the moment I consume less groceries as usual, apparently because I am living on a permanent stand-by-modus in which I move so little around the apartment that I also require less energy, and therefore less fruits, vegetables, bread and dairy products. Yes, mother earth is surely thankful with me for requiring not so many of her ressources

Energy: Since I am living on this “stand-by-modus”, my muscles need to perform less movement as normal (I used to ride my bike to work every day) and this lack of sporty-activities have a positive impact on my energy consumption, and therefore on the water-heating costs. This is how it works: Since I sweat less, I require less showers a week. I will not tell you the exact number, but the amount of weekly showers has decrease; to that we can add the amount of saved chemicals (shampoo and soap).

Cognitive-performance: even though I am not working, I cannot tell my mind hasn´t been occupied, I recently saw all five seasons of Breaking Bad in only 2 and a half weeks. Oh yeah! That is what I call performance!

Meet the new oscar: environmentally friendly, up to 25% more energy saving and complex-media consumer, just like a champion.

The better life

Let me be clear from the very beginning: I am writing this under the influences of three  four gin and tonics

Some minutes ago I turned 35 years old. I still remember that on my second or third blog entry I wrote, I narrated my 31st birthday celebration in Nicaragua and how I spent it with dozens of children in the morning - and then I went to eat Mexican food with Erika (whose boyfriend threatened me weeks after that).

Well, here I am in front of my computer at two in the morning, searching for statistical data that would make me feel better about being 35 years old. During my search, google suggested me a website I knew from before: the better life index.

In 2011, the OECD (organisation for economic cooperation and development) launched together with the French government and Amartya Sen (the guy on whose theory my PhD thesis is based on (by the way, I haven´t finished it yet)) a multidimensional indicator which measures wellbeing. They called it the “better life index”. On their website one can retrieve different kind of wellbeing data of the 34 OECD members; this data varies from income, health or education to life expectancy...and this is where my present situation plays an essential role.

According to the information I got from the better life website, the life expectancy of men in Mexico is 71 years, and 78 in Austria. And that just triggered an identity problem in me...

Just seven weeks ago I celebrated my 17th year in Austria, that was a special date because since that day I have spend half of my life in Innsbruck. That would make me half-Austrian...BUT, which expectancy rate should I take as valid when calculating my age?

If I take the Mexican life expectancy, it would mean I just started to live my half life (statistically seen; I have lived already 49,3% of my life), but if take the life-expectancy data from Austria, I have just lived 44,9% of my life. That is a difference of 5%, but believe me, I want to be on the younger side of that calculation. I have the feeling that the “better life” is on the first half. Being on the first half of life gives me the feeling of going upwards, having lived already 50% of my statistical life expectancy would mean nothing but heading downwards.

My Mexican friends may hate me, but I will stick to the Austrian life expectancy data, that makes me statistically younger.

About the term “better life”, well, I can only say I am unemployed, I go to university twice a week and since last April, I haven´t woke up before 10:00 a.m. I think in that sense, I may have been living the better life this year...oh yeah!

Boston, the consulting group and Oscar - part II

First of all, I apologize for writing this second part of the blog after so long; but it was a legal decision, now I am free to write.

I already told you how my thesis lead me to start writing about the financial crisis and how my cousin works in Boston for one of the banks which originated the crisis.

Well, now let me tell you about the first person I meet from the boston consulting group. It was last year, she was from Madrid, not older than 23 and came direct from College to work for the boston consulting group. I could see in this girl eyes that she had no idea about life and no idea about work. Have you seen “Up in the air”?, remember that ambitious young girl with the evil "glocal" idea? Well, the one I met was the same but in blonde.

She and her colleagues (all same size, same age, same laugh, same suit, same laptop) conducted a “study” in my former office. After some months of “work”, they presented the organisation managers pre-prepared results during a nice presentation. But let´s go back to coincidences, because there is one between the boston consulting group and me: a movie I saw while researching for my thesis in Nicaragua: "Up in the air"

 

Some weeks ago I was fired "glocally" via telephone, yes! just like in the movie. While the people on the phone was telling me I was loosing my job, I could´t stop thinking of two womens: the ambitious girl in the movie and the ambitious girl from the boston consulting group, I really hated them at that moment!

Two weeks ago I was thinking how to write this blog, and back then my mom was visiting me in Innsbruck. One evening I went to a bar with Christian and Matteo and when a girl who apparently wanted to flirt asked me something, I suddenly realised how cool it was to be in my situation. My answer to her was "My name is Oscar, I am 34 years old, unemployed and I live with my mother". How cool is that? Eh? For making me so cool, I no longer hate the young ambitious girl from the boston consulting group.

Boston, the consulting group and Oscar - part I

NOTE I: As announced on my last blog, this entry will be long. To have a clear idea of the whole story, at least two entries will be necessary.

NOTE II: This series of entries will only explain the items that appear on the title. 

Between 2009 and 2010 I lived in Nicaragua to collect data for a research study. While in Nicaragua, my social isolation led me to start writing this blog. Three years later, I took a sabbatical leave to continue writing my thesis. This leave is about to end, my thesis is not finalized, but that is another story…

The original idea I had for my thesis evolved and now, it focuses on the obligation of the State in supporting the wellbeing of its citizen, and if anyone wants to talk about wellbeing this years, one has to talk about the financial crisis, and so did I.

In the introduction, my thesis deals with the global crisis and it quotes a report by the US government which lists the crimes and mistakes committed by banks and that eventually lead to the financial crisis. The Bank of America is one of these banks. 

The first time I got acquainted with Boston was in 1988 when my uncle Manuel was invited by the firm he worked for to spend a year at the headquarters there, so my cousins, my uncle and my aunt Lola moved there. 

Now, the coincidence arises: My oldest cousin, the son of Manuel and Lola, moved back to Boston some years ago, and now, he works for the Bank of America.

This entry is now long enough, the story will continue in the next one.