Last week, the universe laughed at me.
Loudly.
Obnoxiously.
Cruelly.
I began training at an (unnamed) for-profit online university for a part-time teaching position. They gave me voice mail and email. So I went ahead and checked the email that had apparently been set up last month when they first decided to hire me, but before I actually had the password to access it.
In the email, dated January 19, the president announced that there had been layoffs.
Talk about a rude remembrance!
And I will admit that, when I read it, part of me felt guilty for starting to teach there when I knew I’d be making money at a school that had just enacted a reduction in force, like the one I am already suffering through.
But I also know that I don’t expect people to stop teaching at my old school just because they were foolish enough to let me go. So I am continuing my training and trying to get the part-time gig because, well, it pays. And for now, that’s going to have to be enough for me.
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Ouch. But at the risk of sounding trite, you gotta do what you gotta do.