I got an email from the head of the freshman writing program this morning. He wants me to come back to Local U. to teach next fall!
Frankly, I’m more than a little surprised. I mean, I absolutely believed my boss when he assured me, after telling me he couldn’t hire me last year, that he’d keep me on his list; that’s not the surprising part. What’s really got me stumped is that our state is in the process of eviscerating funding for the university system. Really. Every single department in the University is under both hiring and salary freezes. Mr. Chili is concerned that the group for whom he works, which has been operating in cooperation with the University, may now consider breaking off and founding an independent institute. My girlfriend, who works for the business school, is actually doing two jobs because the school hasn’t hired someone to replace her partner, who had to leave due to medical issues two months ago. It’s bad out there, and I strongly suspected that this would mean both a reduction in the number of freshman writing sections being offered and a far lesser likelihood of my being invited back to teach.
Not so, it seems! I’ll be heading up a Monday-Wednesday evening section of freshman composition, and I’m really looking forward to it. I’ve missed being at LU’s English building, and I’m very much looking forward to being back.