An Interview with Chaos...

Part III of the Low Income Super-Heros Trilogy, The Unlovable Android, has unfortunately been cancelled due to a lack of budget, interest and sufficient reasoning to create it, based on the inevitable past flubs of the third installments of movie trilogies (see Pirates of the Caribbean, Iron-Man 3,  Spider-Man 1-3, The Matrices 2 and 3, and Doom the Movie with Dwayne Johnson as "Sarge."

Yesterday I had an interview with the Principal, Deputy Principal and the American French living in Australia teacher who dropped that Eiffel Tower on her foot (she is out of the cast now! She is also having me over for Thanksgiving Dinner.)  The interview was for an Upper Primary teaching position with the school (grades 5/6).  I had a ripper (pronounced "rippa!") interview but will not be offered the position.  My one trump card, that I am AMERICAN, loses it's value when two other candidates play their international cards as well.  Most likely they are Serbian and Estonian.  Probably the Estonian who reads this blog... learning my weaknesses.

So, they have international trump cards, and they are trained for Primary Education.  I'm a Secondary trained bum who likes kids but has no idea how to teach them spelling.  Well, I have an idea, but I won't have a degree that says that I have an idea.  I suppose my fate is to sit in front of a television analyzing future Presidential speeches about wars on terror and wars on communism and wars on poverty and wars on duck-lip photos and wars on obesity and wars on... other things... like crime... and stuff.  So mum, relax.  I'll at least be back in America for the next few years, most likely.  I'm looking to apply to some places in Pennsylvania, Vermont, Colorado, Virginia and so on. 

So, I have begun the digital search for an occupation in the middle of the good old Red, White and Blue.  A very odd experience.  Not looking for anything in the education field.  It's not really appealing to me. The class I look forward to most is a group of top notch 11th graders and it's poetry.  I'm teaching it like what my lower level college course were like.  I would love to teach college.   High School, not right now.

I have a cold and an "intramural" basketball game tonight. I will of course do my best to score as many points as possible in honor of the retired Hall-of-Famer, Hardcastle McCormmick.  What a shooting percentage he had.

Cheers,
Melmoth


P.S. No sign of the French Student Teacher girls... I guess it just wasn't meant to be.  I have now been the target of at least three "Set-Ups."  It's like walking through a yellow smiley face mine-field.