when it rains, it snows
This morning I received an email from a school in Bahrain with whom I had interviewed last fall, they offered me a job teaching high school. It's funny how things happen.
Obviously I will have to turn them down but at one point I was quite concerned that I would receive no offers from anyone, ever. This is the third international school to offer me a job since May.
On another point altogether, I'm sorry for calling you chickens.
On yet another point, the running joke between myself and a friend is that the aforementioned "mysterious organization" which terrorized a student of mine at his former school has its tentacles everywhere. There are many we suspect of being M.O. operatives, or simply M.O. You may know them too, or you know them but don't know that you know them. Their quite devious and there is almost no way of telling for certain if someone you encounter is M.O. or simply obtuse. All I can say is, keep yours eyes peeled for anything suspicious and knowing the little we do about the "mysterious organization" it is fair to say that the least suspicious activity may, in fact, be the most suspicious. Think to yourself, "why is he eating that banana? why flip flops and not proper sandals? why is that guy always talking to his wife?" I have raised the "M.O. threat alert" to code mauve, this is up from last week's code azure level but we knew less then and were perhaps did not exercise appropriate caution.
Now I must work. The Lake Toba plan has hit another snag. We had overlooked that there is mandatory training on Saturday (this is total b.s.). We had arranged for a car for friday and now have to see if that can be changed to Saturday afternoon. I have no idea how this is going to work out, or if it will. Sigh. That's all.
Obviously I will have to turn them down but at one point I was quite concerned that I would receive no offers from anyone, ever. This is the third international school to offer me a job since May.
On another point altogether, I'm sorry for calling you chickens.
On yet another point, the running joke between myself and a friend is that the aforementioned "mysterious organization" which terrorized a student of mine at his former school has its tentacles everywhere. There are many we suspect of being M.O. operatives, or simply M.O. You may know them too, or you know them but don't know that you know them. Their quite devious and there is almost no way of telling for certain if someone you encounter is M.O. or simply obtuse. All I can say is, keep yours eyes peeled for anything suspicious and knowing the little we do about the "mysterious organization" it is fair to say that the least suspicious activity may, in fact, be the most suspicious. Think to yourself, "why is he eating that banana? why flip flops and not proper sandals? why is that guy always talking to his wife?" I have raised the "M.O. threat alert" to code mauve, this is up from last week's code azure level but we knew less then and were perhaps did not exercise appropriate caution.
Now I must work. The Lake Toba plan has hit another snag. We had overlooked that there is mandatory training on Saturday (this is total b.s.). We had arranged for a car for friday and now have to see if that can be changed to Saturday afternoon. I have no idea how this is going to work out, or if it will. Sigh. That's all.
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