Heather got the teaching job in Newburgh.
My heart has broken into a million little pieces.
I am either so incompetent or inexperienced for a job that no one in the whole state of New York will hire me or Newburgh is desperate.
Heather quit today and marched out of work with a 'my life is perfect' stroll. I hate her. I hate my life. And I don't know what to do.
Either way. I'm officially depressed.
Someone get me a straight jacket.
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I read your blog although I don't usually comment. But I'd like to. If I could I would give you a hug right now :( You will find a way to pick up the scattered pieces of yourself and find what is good for YOU.
*A hug from an ocean apart*
//robin
she got hired as a sub. which is a shit job.
would YOU want to be a substitute teacher? recall your own youthful days, when a sub would come in.
Not a very enjoyable occupation.
And Newburgh might be desperate.
Subbing doesn't pay very well, and it's unpredictable. It's a shit job. Not that B&N is awesome, but at least not everyone there is trying to 1) make fun of you and/or 2) try to get around you to get out of doing work or to enable doing things you're not supposed to.
Robin: Thanks. Your virtual hug made me feel better. I hope to find something soon that is both fufillng and for me. I just hope I am on the right path for these two things.
K: From what i've heard this is a really bad school. Her friend was telling me the other day that teaching there would be brutal. So yeah, i'm sorta glad im not in her shoes.
Does this post grad thing get easier though? i'm worn out.
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