Wow! The corn is popping hereabouts! It’s almost 11 a.m. and there hasn’t been enough time to pause long enough to add a post, either here or at Adjunctorium. We have two clients in hand, both with projects they think we’re going to do right this minute, and a third on the phone inquiring about our services.
None of these folks appears inclined to pay us a living wage. Can’t blame them: I try to bargain service providers down as low as they’ll go, too. Maybe we should be asking absolutely ridiculous prices and then, when people beg us to come down, offer “bargain” rates that really are what we need to pay the overhead and put food on the table.
Naturally, the business shows signs of life moments after I sign up for a voc-ed course designed to get me into a new line of work.
Yesh.
As I mentioned a couple of days ago, in these parts the sole perq adjuncts get is a tuition waiver. This will make it possible for me to take the two courses and the half-credit seminar required to get a real estate license, without having to pay more than about $45.
The first course runs from March 20 to May 5. Unfortunately, it meets on Tuesday and Thursday evenings, and of course my classes meet T/Th, from 12:30 to 3:45 p.m., and of course my business group meets at 7:00 a.m. Thursday mornings. So during those seven weeks, I’ll have 14 Days from Hell (especially on Thursdays: on the fly from 6:30 a.m. to 10:00 p.m. Ugh!). But I can put up with it, especially if I can pick up the second three-credit course over the summer and be ready to take the exam in the fall.
Bleagh! I really don’t look forward to taking any more college courses. With a Ph.D. in hand, I feel I’ve had quite enough of those. However, really…I do need to earn more than I’m making at the community college, and for sure, there’s just no way I’m going to keep teaching after the legislature finally pushes through its guns-on-campus bill. Even a part-time job as a gofer in some real estate office would pay more than I’m earning now, probably with a great deal less annoyance.
Drat it. Almost 11:00 a.m. and I haven’t even had a minute put my clothes on to go do the running I have to do today. And M’hijito took the bag of dog food I bought for Charley on Friday.
He’s been feeding the dog a fish-based kibble, which makes him stink to high heaven and which Charley has decided he won’t eat any more (goood dog!). So I bought a small bag of blander stuff to see what he would do, and lo! He scarfed it right down. M’hijito is irked because he has 80 pounds of the fishy stuff in house. He’s not the return-it type, and so he thinks he’s either going to have to force it down the dog or throw it out. I told him I would take it back, but of course he thinks that’s mother-martyrdom and will not go along with any such scheme.
A-n-n-n-n-n-d…
Just to make life perfect I just spilled an entire cup of cold, stinky, stale coffee down into a file drawer, all over the floor, and even managed to splash it onto this computer.
ahhh shee-ut. This is gunna be another Day from Hell, isn’t it…
About the dog food. Convince him to donate it to the food shelf. No matter what, don’t throw it away. Lots and lots of clients have pets and can’t afford food. At my local shelf, people are always looking for pet food.
I was just about to say what Barb said.:-) Or give it to the local animal shelter.
I think it is awesome you are taking a gamble in a different field – regardless of it works out that is just a fantastic move