Life has taken on a new pace. Graduation and then teaching Latin American Studies and now ESL. The substitute teacher has retired. It’s now professor. It feels good. I paid my dues. What could go wrong? I’m not sure maybe having a co-worker that’s a closet MAGA or on my second night of teaching a huge row started between a female and male Chinese students in my level 3 English class. It was weird. Was it me or did they have some type of relationship – entanglement? I don’t know. After that it was cool. The man came back and the women moved to another class during the day. I saw her in my co workers class in earlier in the day because my bicycle lock failed and I couldn’t unlock my bike. I called facilities and the one locksmith they had cut my Ottolock. It’s happened twice, convenient but dangerous.
It feel good to have regular work, cool people, for now and a great environment. I don’t regret subbing and I would do it again if I had too but there’s not turning back. I worked hard for this and victory has been sweet. I’m grateful and I like what I’m doing. The money is right on time. I get to ride my bike too. My last ride making contact with a Tina, that said I had a nice fixie and that she would see me again on the A line.