Well, I took the leap and put in some applications for some teaching jobs here in Orlando.
Now, before Devin comes in gleefully pointing, let me say that this is not because I've suddenly agreed with him about my "shitty, demeaning job." I still really enjoy what I do -- when upper management actually gives me the chance and the tools to do it. Long story short, lots of penny-pinching, petty micro-management bullshit that takes away the enjoyment I get from the staff and guests I work with. And with the pending buy-out by GE/NBC, there's a definite feeling in the air that something is coming down the pike, and I guess I'm just trying to make sure my ass is covered in case the ax falls my way.
Plus the fact that my car is on its last legs, needing more in repairs than what it's worth, with me owing more than what it's worth, and it seems like something a little more stable might not be a bad idea -- the school system isn't going to be bought out by any corporate giants any time soon.
So with a perfectly good bachelor's degree in English moldering away as nothing more than a receipt that I went to college, I got myself into the application process for the Orange County Public School system. Doesn't mean I've actually been pegged for anything yet, but I'm in the system, and with all the school building going on down here, they need teachers pretty badly.
And I think it's finally become something I want to do. I've always said that teaching is something that you should do because you really want to, not because it's a better-paying job -- the future of a bunch of kids shouldn't depend on a guy looking to cash a check. Lately I've felt like I need to leave some kind of mark, to make some kind of difference. I guess being 34, unmarried, with no children can do that to you.
So anyway, here goes nothing. Wish me luck.
Now, before Devin comes in gleefully pointing, let me say that this is not because I've suddenly agreed with him about my "shitty, demeaning job." I still really enjoy what I do -- when upper management actually gives me the chance and the tools to do it. Long story short, lots of penny-pinching, petty micro-management bullshit that takes away the enjoyment I get from the staff and guests I work with. And with the pending buy-out by GE/NBC, there's a definite feeling in the air that something is coming down the pike, and I guess I'm just trying to make sure my ass is covered in case the ax falls my way.
Plus the fact that my car is on its last legs, needing more in repairs than what it's worth, with me owing more than what it's worth, and it seems like something a little more stable might not be a bad idea -- the school system isn't going to be bought out by any corporate giants any time soon.
So with a perfectly good bachelor's degree in English moldering away as nothing more than a receipt that I went to college, I got myself into the application process for the Orange County Public School system. Doesn't mean I've actually been pegged for anything yet, but I'm in the system, and with all the school building going on down here, they need teachers pretty badly.
And I think it's finally become something I want to do. I've always said that teaching is something that you should do because you really want to, not because it's a better-paying job -- the future of a bunch of kids shouldn't depend on a guy looking to cash a check. Lately I've felt like I need to leave some kind of mark, to make some kind of difference. I guess being 34, unmarried, with no children can do that to you.
So anyway, here goes nothing. Wish me luck.





Having briefly taught I admire your gumption. I will not enter the halls of any high school to teach unless God writes it in the sky in hundred foot tall flaming green letters.


