So I changed my blog again. Mostly by mistake.
No, I don’t like it. Yes, I’m to sleepy to change it back. (refer to previous
post for sleep habits.) However, I can write like a normal person again. If I
so choose. Yay options! But be prepared for it to change again, shortly.
As I stated in my previous post I started a new
job and I’ve come to a conclusion. As a general rule of thumb I’m a rash
person. Not so in this case. I’ve thought this one through. Considered the
consequences, looked at the pros and cons, weighed my options, and have made
the decision that I would rather starve then work there.
Today I cried. In front of people. On the phone.
It took about two seconds for the only reason that I was crying to be out of
sheer humiliation. I then had an epiphany—People who call me at work are just
like my Vegas high schoolers. Only bigger. And with an alarming increase in
tantrums.
I’d take Vegas high school any day over my
current job. Not that I didn’t cry in Vegas but that was mostly from a
combination of stress, lack of sleep, and ripping an entire sleeve off a
favorite shirt. Yes, there were times I cried out of pure frustration at
feeling unable to reach my students but I always had hope that the next day
would be better. When I cried today it was with hopeless anguish that at least
for the next month, till my government clearance goes through and I can trot
off to Iraq, I will be forced to succumb to grown men and women throwing a
tizzy fit and being unable to threaten them with so much as a trip to the deans
or even worse a phone call home.
At least I work with a cute boy…
