My cell phone rang while I was on vacation. It was CT, telling me that her office mate, who left in May to have her baby, just announced that she’s taking a leave of absence this coming school year. I guess caring for the baby and a toddler is a lot more than she’d thought it’d be, and she wants to take the time to be with her girls. I don’t blame her in the least.
Anyway, CT wanted me to get my name in the consideration for the job. When I got off the phone with her, I called the principal – the big guy, the one who came to – and stayed for – my dissertation presentation – and asked him about the position. He was a little hedgy about it (like that? I just made that word up!) but said that he’d talk to the assistant principal about it the next day.
I was hoping to come home to a message or an email or something, but no. I sent the AP an email this morning, and cc’d to CT and the big guy.
I’m pretty sure that there’s a snowball’s chance I’ll get the job and the AP’s whole speech about how sorry he was that he wasn’t able to offer me a job the first time was just so much political horse shit.
The Calvin below is what I think of the shot I have. Still, stranger things have happened.