Hello Beautiful People,
I am knee-deep, no scratch that, eyeball deep in work this summer. I’ve recently taken a position working at Bay Street Theater, and it’s been glorious. Helping build up their education program and working alongside some of the most magnificent producers and directors on the various programming that goes on at this arts mecca just fires me up. It makes me happy.
But, of course, it’s a ton of work.
And then there’s the business of running The Write Teacher(s) – a labor of love, through and through.
To say that I’m busy is the understatement of the year.
But, even with all the daily chaos, when a school district on the south shore Long Island asked me to come in to interview for their Theater teacher position, I said sure. I’ll make it work.
Even though it was smack in the middle of tech week, I said sure, I’ll make it work.
Even though I’m currently living an hour and a half away from said school, I said sure, I’ll make it work.
And I did. I made it work.
And truthfully, it was a wonderful interview. You could feel it. The energy was fantastic.
And my resume, well, I know it’s meaty. Extensive. Impressive. I know it. And they told me that.
So, imagine my surprise when I didn’t get a second interview. I was perplexed to say the least.
But then I got wind of the fact that the interviews were strictly a formality, and that they had already decided on the candidate that they wanted, way before I walked into that interview.
Imagine. My. Surprise.
And that’s putting it lightly.
I know I’m not the only person that this has happened to, but perhaps my story will help another to not throw in the towel and quit. And I understand wanting to throw in the towel, I mean, how could you not want to quit? Who wants to be treated that way, so carelessly, with such indifference?
I mean, really, how much can one person take?
But here’s the thing, Love, don’t do it. You keep that towel on the rack where it belongs,
Cause I promise you this – it’s them not you.
Any job that will be that misleading and misguided in the interview process, is not a place that deserves your time, your talent, or your energy.
So, Beautiful Teacher Reader(s), carry on. Move forward. Repeat this mantra – I teach for my students, not for administration. I teach to inspire. I guide the futures of tomorrow, and that simple fact alone makes me somewhat of a superhero.
Keep that towel on the rack, dear friends.
And keep on truckin’.
Live, Love, Learn,