‘ello everyone! (I do a great Cockney accent, right?)
I wish I could say that it’s been forever because I’ve been super busy but that would be a lie. And I don’t like lies. Or raisins. But mostly lies.
Some of you may know that I’m a teacher. The problem is, in Ireland, there is a huge over-supply of teachers, particularly for the subjects I teach. So despite applying for virtually every job I could, attending interviews for miles around and dazzling everyone with my impressive blazer collection, I failed to secure a job. I know right? This bastion of maturity and dependability failed to prove as much at interview…okay, you can stop laughing now. At least I didn’t do this: I don’t wear velour to all my interviews.
So now I’m unemployed…and I have to say:
Don’t worry, I’m not going to write a self-pitying post about how bored and disillusioned I am with life. Nope. Not me. I am totally and most definitely not crying into a bott- er, glass of wine right now which I could totally be drinking because I have no job to get up for. See, I told you guys..
Right now, I’m weighing up my options. I could have pizza, but…OH RIGHT, I was talking about my current (un)employment status. I do have a few options, but I’m kinda in a bit of an inbetween place. You may assume that with all the free time I have, that I would be spending it in the most productive way possible. And you’d be right, I am. Here’s what I did this week:
-I beat my high score in Candy Crush Saga. #winning
-I trimmed my guinea pigs’ nails.
-I invented a drink called wineka. It’s one part wine, one part vodka, and three parts bad decisions.
-I learned to tell the difference between navy and very very very very dark blue.
So, you know, I….OKAY. OKAY, I have been so unproductive that my picture is probably hanging in a North Korean factory to warn workers about what happens when you slack off. I imagine it looks something like this:
I have learned that I become seriously unmotivated when I’m not working. It’s probably just a confidence thing. This may sound a little arrogant, but I had fully expected that I would have a permanent job by now. I have worked non-stop as a teacher since I qualified and I have built up great experience. I went to university for five years to get as many relevant qualifications as I could. I began my career five years ago and still…nothing. Yes, I remember that I said I wouldn’t start to feel sorry for myself, so I’ll just say this: when you know you’re good enough but no one will give you the opportunity to show it, it sucks. It really, REALLY does. Gah, I’ll shut up now.
I guess what I need to do is just (as us Irish would say) cop onto myself, which basically means buck up, get back on the horse, stop whinging. I know that nothing good can come from wallowing in self pity, except for me getting to type the word ‘wallowing’, which is always fun. I am still applying for work and considering going back to do some further study to sex up my CV a little. If none of that pans out, then there’s always the circus. *awkward, nervous laugh*
Anyway, it’s been a while guys! Come and tell me how all of you are doing, and if any of you need a court jester or professional cat dance trainer, call me. *Kidding….kinda*