So.
Three weeks after applying ("We'll contact you within a week") I got a phone interview for the online teaching position. It was ... weird. It was a group interview, all three of the candidates at once, answering different questions to the committee. It went really well, but it was stiff competition, too. We all did well...
"Any question you have?" they ask. I asked what the timeline was like - what we could expect.
"We'll contact all of you with our decision before the end of the week".
So here it is, nearly three and a half weeks later, and I finally get an email.
Dear Carl -------,
Thank you for taking the time to discuss the Online Full-Time Faculty - Mathematics - Associate Professor (1131-175) position. Our staff found it a pleasure speaking with you and learning about your qualifications. We appreciate your patience throughout our search process.
It is our top priority to select a candidate who best matches the skills and experience required to excel in this position. While we were impressed with your qualifications, after careful consideration we have decided to move forward with another candidate.
We greatly appreciate your dedication and contributions to American Public University System.
Regards,
blah, blah, blah.
I've gained 5 lbs in stress eating. Now for another 5 with the depression. Except we're out of money again, so... I need work if I want to keep eating at all. Or let the rest of my family eat, for that matter. Had to take out another loan against my retirement account to make ends meet for the next few months. Including the payments on the old loans...
I can't make the writing for hire thing work, it's ... awful in many ways. I checked my community college email yesterday for the first time in over a week, and found I missed the Monday deadline for requesting courses in the fall. And that the dean-in-charge-of-adjuncts' grandmother died.
So I sent a combined condolence / beg for a course email.
I'd sell my body at this point, but I doubt there'd be any takers.
And just while I was writing this, a guy came into the beer store and asked if we were hiring. He worked at one of our distributors for the last 42 years (he's 59, started in the warehouse at 17) and just got let go. No warning, no nothing.
No, seeing someone worse off didn't make me feel any better. But at least I could commiserate.
I know I haven't been around much, and I don't think I will be in the near future, either - just thought I'd drop in and report, since the last you heard I had high hopes.
Going to sing at the the ash Wednesday service tonight. I'll be chanting the Great Litany for the first Sunday of lent, too. I
wish I had something to believe in (for those who don't know, I'm not even christian. I just go to the church because it's my wife's and I like to sing).
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