Lori Curley: Today I met with a friend. Meeting friends is highly recommended when you are out of work. First of all, it gives you a reason to brush your hair and get out of the T-shirt you have been wearing to bed and the following day for a week. Secondly, it gives you a deadline, which keeps your timing skills sharp. And lastly, because friends usually make you laugh. Laughing is extremely underrated.
It makes me want to cry. I cannot cry. It is not helpful. Crying will not get me a job. I laugh instead. Ha, ha, ha, I laugh like old King Lear. I am a crazy old English teacher howling at the wind. And no one knows what I am talking about because no one read the freaking play. No one read the play, everyone passed the exam. Everyone is working and making money -- even the sweaty principal who sent me a rejection letter: "We received many applications; thus, it was a difficult decision to make. However, we feel we have chosen a candidate that best fits our needs."
Does the use of "that" instead of "who" bother anyone? It bothers me. So does this idea that it was such a "difficult decision" that we based it on a feeling. They also addressed me as "Dr." because I suppose they do not know what M.Ed. stands for. When I told my reasonable children that I was working on a scathing letter to these idiots, they counseled me. Emma said, "Mom, why don't you wait until you have a job, then send them the nasty letter? Otherwise they may tell other people that you are a terrible person. "
This was good advice. I sent it anyway, and signed it "Applicant."
|Lori Curley, champion mother of two middle-school teenagers, resides in South Orange, N.J. She holds a Masters in Education and has been teaching writing at the college level for seven years. But can she find a job as a high school English teacher? Or will she pull her hair out first?|