I feel like my last post sounded too much like a tiny pity party. And, as much as I love parties of any variety, I just barely ran out of tear-shaped confetti and double fudge brownie ice cream, so I guess I should just elaborate on the no job situation and nip this particular party in the bud.
I wish I could say that the reason they aren't hiring me back next year is because I did something CRAZY. That way, I would go out with a bang as opposed to a fizzle. (Well, we still have graduation on Friday. I guess I could do something crazy there.....) In all actuality, it's purely based on a lack of funds. In fact, the school head master was all misty-eyed when he told me they couldn't employ me. "My daughter just loves you and talks about you all the time."
Whoohoo!! As long as the kids love me, I'm good with that. And now I can have the excuse to go find a job that actually pays my bills. Anyone have some suggestions? I hear that bums with street signs do pretty well for themselves....
3 comments:
That stinks about your job! Of course the kids love you though. Don't doubt that at all. Good luck finding a new one!
i have to come to your blog to talk to you now... what is our relationship coming too? (yeah, i could go to facebook, or text messaging, or gmail, but this is more dramatic). i hope i see you tonight :)
Two words: Sugar Daddy
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