Job Hunting

In today's job market, many job seekers in a variety of fields are screwed. It just so happens, the field I am certified in (education) is one of those fields in my state. I have been looking for a teaching job since December of 2009 to no avail. Part of the problem was I had a full time job that paid far too well for me to cut back at or quit. Also, my husband and I were trying to financially prepare for our future baby, and a teaching job would have been a pay cut. So now I have all the time in the world to throw myself into finding a job that I am passionate about.

I had an interview at a somewhat high risk (ghetto) school earlier this week. The position is part time teaching remedial English. That would be a turn off for many people, but I actually really enjoy teaching this demographic. I don't know, maybe part of me secretly sees myself as the teacher from Freedom Writers (I'm wearing my pearls dammit!) and wants to fight the good fight. So I went to the interview and things went well, other than Basement Bobby asking me if I was trying to go for the slutty teacher look. As I'm reflecting on the possibility that I may get the job I've been fighting for for years I realize...I don't want to work! I had pretty much resigned myself to the idea of staying home with my son until next school year and was starting to get pretty excited about it! I had so many Pinterest projects I wanted to try and fail at! Who is going to make the capes for his first birthday party if I'm working? I know my husband won't! And if he does they will probably be wrong. Or have a giant felt penis on them. A birthday party with no cape is not an option. Same goes for the comic themed cake pops, super hero goodie bags, and super girl tutus for the little girls. WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?!?!?!?

On a related note, I found a school in my area that is an extension of home schooling, and they even provide tutors to celebrity children. Being the consummate groupy and creepy fan girl that I am, I immediately e-mailed the head of hiring. She responded with the a request for my resume and a list of all the subjects I'm certified to teach and signed the e-mail "thx jen". Hrm. Wait--subjects? As in plural? Are there people in my area that would respond, "Oh, yes. I'm certified in English, Math, Spanish, German, Science, and synchronized swimming." Maybe this is my competition. Maybe that is why I haven't gotten a job.

Oh well. I guess if I don't get this job, I'll spend this school year failing at Pinterest, planning the most fabulous birthday party that the recipient won't even remember, studying German, and taking synchronized swimming classes.