So, it's official. After 17 years of working at the school I'm now about to be truly unemployed in less than 4 months.
Well, we knew it was coming, it was unavoidable, and it's all for the best...
So is dental work. Not to mention needles, mammograms, and prostrate tests.
Doesn't mean we enjoy them.
(Of course, some of you sickos out there actually do enjoy those, come to think of it...put down your hands and stop volunteering. Sheesh!)
Registering for college at my age is no harder...and no easier...than registering at 19 years old. The only difference is that you don't see the world with rose-coloured glasses anymore, which means you see the risks and benefits a lot more clearly.
Sometimes blurry is good. Maybe it would be easier if I took off my glasses?
Ah well, just think of the cute little uniforms I'll be able to wear...
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