Flies
Again I have been a little busy and there has been a little something happening in my life. Nothing major, a little blip on the radar screen that has made me a bit introspective I guess. It didn't help that my at home internet was down for some reason. Anyway, I am back and with nothing to say. I was going to rant about mental health, specifically mine, but since I am experiencing a good patch, I don't want to get into it.
My guts are good as of late. My course is going nowhere. My job search, well, I sI apply to about 2 jobs a day and haven't heard back from anyone yet which is really starting to piss me off because I am that good. Last year, while trying to find a replacement for myself I looked through about a hundred resume packages and crap (because for teaching jobs, they send a lot of crap because most places ask for a lot of crap, I think the smallest application package I sent out was 15 pages long) and I know mine looks good, sounds good, and hey, if you ever met me in person or on the phone, you would instantly be won over. I wonder what these people are looking for. I can't apply for any job in the meantime either, because I am overqualified for anything and they wouldn't hire me, knowing I would leave. Not that I'm bitter or anything. No, I loved all 7 years of my post-secondary education and the money it cost was easy to part with. I did it so I could sit here unemployed now. That was the goal alright.
I also was part of the interview panel for 18 applicants. I sat through 18 hours of oh. my. god. a lot of bull. I must say, I think I was the only one who was looking for someone with some practical experience too. Theory just isn't good enough. I have tonnes of theory but I never have enough time to apply hardly any of it and unless you know how you are going to apply it, don't even bother telling me about it.
So, do I head back to the middle of nowhere and let my life pass me by while experiencing the pristine beauty of out of the way places? I don't know. They aren't calling me either.
My guts are good as of late. My course is going nowhere. My job search, well, I sI apply to about 2 jobs a day and haven't heard back from anyone yet which is really starting to piss me off because I am that good. Last year, while trying to find a replacement for myself I looked through about a hundred resume packages and crap (because for teaching jobs, they send a lot of crap because most places ask for a lot of crap, I think the smallest application package I sent out was 15 pages long) and I know mine looks good, sounds good, and hey, if you ever met me in person or on the phone, you would instantly be won over. I wonder what these people are looking for. I can't apply for any job in the meantime either, because I am overqualified for anything and they wouldn't hire me, knowing I would leave. Not that I'm bitter or anything. No, I loved all 7 years of my post-secondary education and the money it cost was easy to part with. I did it so I could sit here unemployed now. That was the goal alright.
I also was part of the interview panel for 18 applicants. I sat through 18 hours of oh. my. god. a lot of bull. I must say, I think I was the only one who was looking for someone with some practical experience too. Theory just isn't good enough. I have tonnes of theory but I never have enough time to apply hardly any of it and unless you know how you are going to apply it, don't even bother telling me about it.
So, do I head back to the middle of nowhere and let my life pass me by while experiencing the pristine beauty of out of the way places? I don't know. They aren't calling me either.
posted by Muss at 5:12 pm
4 Comments:
I've not had my first coffee yet this morning, but why "Flies"? Because time does? Because mine are undone? Because teachers are their stand-in Lords?
Maybe, post-coffee, I'll come back and it'll all become clear...
Yes, flies because time does. I am also pre-coffee, or pre-morning ritual as I don't drink coffee, and my fingers are befuddled.
Tell me Muss, what morning ritual unbefuddles those fingers of yours?
Really very boring, involving me taking about an hour to wake up, during which I do not like to speak to anyone, although I move around the house, or work, depending where or when I am. I walk the dog, I shower. Lately, I have been doing exercise in the morning as well. Weekends are, of course, different though.
Teachers can be the stand-in Lords, and that is scary, especially looking at the crackpots I graduated with and have had to work with.
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