Adventures of a Teacher in Transition

She was only out for the afternoon because she was interviewing candidates for the opening at the school.

It bugged me all afternoon that I could have been being interviewed at that very moment for a job instead of subbing.

I could have been one step closer to my own classroom instead of being a guest in someone else’s classroom.

I could have been talking about what I would do for my students, rather than trying to get a bunch of freshmen who weren’t my students to read silently.

I could have been interviewing.

Instead, I was subbing.

And it was emotionally exhausting.

Getting a call that I don’t have to sub 1st-4th periods: Good.

Getting a call that I don’t have to sub 1st-4th periods on a Monday: Better

Getting a call that I don’t have to sub 1st-4th periods on a Monday and still getting paid to sub for a full day: Best

Only a couple were for me personally. The rest are for my classroom. 

You know, when I actually have one.

So sick of that word.

Just give me a chance.

I hate walking out of any interview thinking about different ways I could have answered the questions.

Grahhh.

That’s a good sign, right?

Fuck that snow, man. I’m so ready for spring. 

It’s only supposed to thunderstorm tomorrow. Thank the baby cheesus.

I’ve lived at my Torrid store the last few days. I haven’t talked to anyone that isn’t my staff or my immediate family. 

Everything is all set to go with the new store! We’re opening tomorrow and I’m so, so excited for my first shift as a keyholder. ahhhhhhhhhh  It’s amazing how much teaching goes into opening a new store with 9 completely brand new employees who have never worked at a Torrid before. 

The store is gorgeous. The bra wall, which I spent eighty million hours on, looks perfect. The staff is really well trained and it’s up to them to show how well they’ve learned. I have to let my sparrows fly

And I’m rambling so I should probably go to bed now… 

Please, please don’t let me get called to sub. I’ll probably say no. I don’t want to say no.

It’s going to be a strange interview if Kristen (look! I used her first name, not her last name!) is doing my interview and she asks “why do you want to be an English teacher?”

Uhh… You. 

But this is super exciting, even if it’s only for a single-year position. You never know what could happen in a year. 

I went into first hour and one of my AVID kids came up to me all excited yelling/flailing “DID YOU SEE CASTLE LAST NIGHT?!?!?!”

Yes. Yes I did. 

And we squeed together for a moment.