I had a meeting yesterday with the new Education Director of the Theatre. (It sounds so official, but it's someone that's been a good friend for YEARS - he's gonna be GREAT, although it is kind of strange that someone who is like a son to me will now be my boss. Gah, I'm old!) I very clearly stated what I wanted to teach, and gave suggestions for how things could be improved, but I have the sneaking suspicion that it won't matter, and the classes I want to teach more than any of the others will go to someone who knows jack sh with less formal training and experience than I have.
Never mind that I was unceremoniously stripped of classes I had taught for 3 years at the beginning of last year.
For no good reason. Twice. *grumbles*
That's a long story that I don't really want to rehash right now. Anyway, I should know by Monday what it'll be. Playwrighting & Playwrighting Production, certainly, but two more that are yet-to-be-named. More money, more time, more teenagers to love! And I really do love it. It's certainly not the pay. ;)
Never mind that I was unceremoniously stripped of classes I had taught for 3 years at the beginning of last year.
For no good reason. Twice. *grumbles*
That's a long story that I don't really want to rehash right now. Anyway, I should know by Monday what it'll be. Playwrighting & Playwrighting Production, certainly, but two more that are yet-to-be-named. More money, more time, more teenagers to love! And I really do love it. It's certainly not the pay. ;)
So we're at the pool yesterday (my life is so tough) and we see a lady (We'll call her Amy) there that we haven't seen in probably 6 months. Aaron comes up to say hello to her son, who is 10 months younger than he is. They are standing next to each other, and Aaron is a good 8 inches taller than this kid.
Amy. Aaron! You must've grown a foot since I saw you last!
Aaron. *looks at woman like she's nuts*
Me. (trying to teach son manners) Aaron, she asked you a question.
Aaron. *looks at me, picks up his left foot, looks at it, looks back at Amy* No. I just have two, still.
I waiting for the inevitable question to come: "Mommy? When do I get to grow another foot?"
Amy. Aaron! You must've grown a foot since I saw you last!
Aaron. *looks at woman like she's nuts*
Me. (trying to teach son manners) Aaron, she asked you a question.
Aaron. *looks at me, picks up his left foot, looks at it, looks back at Amy* No. I just have two, still.
I waiting for the inevitable question to come: "Mommy? When do I get to grow another foot?"
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I also hope your new boss gives you all the best classes--you deserve it!
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They're okay. They've got a weird sense of humor and are pretty great when they aren't trying to beat the snot out of each other. =P
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Adorable! :D