Jan 07, 2006 20:14
Okay, so I am now unemployed, which will be terrifying just as soon as it hits me that I'm not on a long weekend. It's not like I've been working all that much (16 hrs/week for the past several years), but I'd been at that job since 1999. Spent most of yesterday emptying out folders full of paperwork from six years ago (which, it turned out, I hadn't ever really needed to keep).
I would feel a little more secure if I had any idea what was going to happen next, but the field placement office still hasn't gotten back to me about student teaching. When I finally got tired of emailing with no reply, I went into the office, where they said they were just finishing up some paperwork, and waiting for confirmation from Lawrence. Er, I don't have a car. Oh, they said. Well, how about Boston Latin? Spiffy, said I. We'll call you on Monday, said they. That was three weeks ago. I've emailed a couple more times, and will call on Monday. I'd just like to know what's going on, is all! I quit my job! I need to have some plans in place. I thought there was a shortage of math teachers in this country?
So yeah, I'm unemployed. Freakish. Also, 31. Even more freakish. And on a diet. Who is this person?
I know, I know, she's me, but 31.