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Here's an agenda, so you may pick and choose at will:
* research blows
* missing Chapstick
* the unexpected interview
Okay, Thing the First. I have approximately 30 students over two sections. We're still doing those gawdforsaken research papers so I've been up to my eyeballs in citations. Blargh! A couple of them actually asked me if I wanted them to turn in their sources with the papers. Pshhh... no. That's just more shit I have to read and I'm already close to being completely turned off to literacy at this point as it is. The Tuesday/Thursday section started their debates on Thursday, so the end is in sight for this unit, praise Jeebus. A lot of my students have been concerned about their "partner" not being present to debate; they technically aren't working as partners, but debates need two sides, so yeah, they kinda are. I saw this early on and made a decision I'm now mostly regretting: if one half of the pair doesn't show, I will take the place of the missing person.
This sucks for two reasons: 1) I have to, ya know, do work, and 2) this is on top of grading essays, washing dishes (tee hee... haven't touched a sponge in a week, sucka!), and being the uplifting person y'all know and love. Captain, I need a bigger shovel. Or perhaps a backhoe.
I did my first debate yesterday and it went well. I've decided to play my role as "the unprepared opponent with the really weak argument", mostly because I'm woefully unprepared and to set an example to the other slackers students in class. Yesterday they said I was great. I laughed right out loud. I sucked!
Thing the Second. I am a Chapstick addict. I can't go 3 hours without generously applying Chapstick of some kind. And it has to be that brand. I've tried Blistex (ew), Softlips (wussy), Aveeno (meh). Nothing lives up to Chapstick. I was hooked on Chapstick Medicated (not in the druggie sense, but in the "Nothing holds a candle to it" sense) for several years.
Anyway, I lost my last tube of the Medicated, so I went to my backup, the cherry flavored stuff Mom C got me for Christmas (lamest stocking stuffer ever, but don't tell her I said so). When that mysteriously disappeared late last week, I started to get nervous. Maybe it fell out in the car. Hard to tell, since I live in a rolling depository for all my shit. Maybe it fell out of my pocket or my bag somewhere. Plausible, since I have a tendency to lose even large objects (see also: books, car keys, my car, and my parents).
For some reason, I got it in my head that I'd try MB's method, which is no lip balm at all, even when they're chapped, cracked, and (ew) bleeding. He doesn't get the need for Chapstick. He's a no frills kinda guy -- he doesn't even like to take anything for a headache -- and sees Chapstick as unnecessary and a waste of money. I was doing okay until yesterday. I broke down and bought the 100% natural Chapstick, which is like heaven in a tube.
Fastforward to when MB lost his highlighter no thanks to Tenae and we went searching under the couch for it. Our cat has been hoarding my Chapstick! I had no idea...
Thing the Third. I called my parents yesterday, I forget why, and right as we hung up I heard that little beep that signaled someone else was trying to call. I checked the number and it looked local so I called back. It was a promotions agency and they saw my resume and wanted to set up an interview.
Cha? I don't remember applying for a position with them, much less remember who they were. Their name sounded vaguely familiar, but I've looked up so many positions lately, who remembers? Don't forget, I have MLA on the brain, so my mental capacity is getting dangerously close to the red zone, disk full, etc.
We set up an appointment for this afternoon. Turns out, they're uber-close to home, so being on time is a piece of cake, not to mention I'd save big time on gas. I subbed all day and, after waiting barely 15 minutes for ESL boy to show up for our tutoring session (thank goodness he bailed; I had told him about the interview and I think he didn't show up to spare me), I headed homeward. I tooled around our neighborhood a while -- I've wanted to explore a bit for a while and pounced on the opportunity -- then made my appointment with 5 minutes to spare... which is bad protocol, I know, but whatever, I'm confused.
The agency promotes non-profits. This would be totally out of my comfort zone in a way, since I write and edit. But, the manager wants to meet again with me to have me basically job shadow very soon, so hey, an opportunity to be full-time. No word on dollars or benefits, but it's a lead.
While I was subbing, I got a call from another community college to set up an interview. I'd applied to do something in HR, bascially a glorified paper pusher if my memory serves (and it's probably not), but they want to talk to me, so woot! It was too late to call to make an appoinment by the time I got the voicemails, so I'll do that first thing Monday.
I swear, when it rains, it pours! I need something full time so badly right now. I can't even make a cheeky metaphor out of it. This gig I have right now will dry up in a smash-bang hurry very soon and I won't be able to pull my weight around here... not that I do it well now as it is. I hate being so uncertain of where my next paycheck will come from. I want security, a guarantee. I want to know what I'm doing Monday-Friday between 8 and 5. I need to know I'll be at the same place in June as I am in December as I am in April as I am in August. I need a constant money flow. If either of these pans out, all the better. At least it's a start.
MB's up to Mom C's tonight (I didn't have the heart or the willingness to expend the gas to go back up there for a third time in as many days) so I have the place to myself. Well, Tenae and I do. I'm very ready to do a whole lot of nothing. MB's promised we'll go to the museum tomorrow, a promise I've heard before. I'll keep you posted on everything.
Thank gawd it's Friday,
Ter
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