Thursday, June 2, 2011

At Long Last

I've been delaying this moment as long as possible.  For thirty years, actually.  But, push comes to shove, and all the procrastination and wishy-washinessness and uncertainty and second-guessing finally come to a head and here we are.  For the first time in my entire life, I am gainfully employed in a permanent job.

(You too can avoid permanent employment if you are willing to live cheap, with a consignment-shop + Target + Forever21 wardrobe and ancient plaid sofas.  Generous parents followed by a gainfully employed spouse also help.  I recommend a smooth transition between the two forms of support, if possible.  Being an infant bride, as I was, is useful.)

The hilarious part of my job is that I accepted a full-time position at the legendary University B, where I taught as an adjunct (read: underpaid teacher-wench) last fall.  My class was full of students on cell phones and student-papers that failed to use commas in a way that made any sense whatsoever.  I complained about it all semester long, but when it was over, I felt like I had actually taught those students something. 

When the chair of the department asked me about the job in February, I said I didn't think I would be interested.  At that point, I was barely dragging myself through teaching two classes.  A full-time load teaching students who didn't know how to use commas seemed absolutely impossible.

When he asked me again in April (evidently he thought I was just being coy in February--or he was just really desperate), life felt just a little more manageable.  Many of my friends from grad school were getting jobs and moving away and it did kind of feel like my PhD was just hanging around being useless after all those years of work (read: drinking cheap beer and writing long papers) to get it.  I had no reason to work part-time.  Plus, I'm really sick of working Saturdays at the learning center since David's new job had him working long hours through the week (seriously, how many after-school events can one grade school have?) and I feel like we never see each other.  Also I've been wanting to buy new window treatments for the living room and that requires cash.  So I figured I might as well see what the salary package looked like.

I went to an all-day interview process a couple of weeks ago--meeting with faculty councils and various administrative officials and answering and asking a million questions and doing a presentation of my research.  It started at 8:30am and my final meeting of the day finished at 4pm.  Exhausting.  Also they turned off the window AC in the presentation room so I wouldn't have to shout and I was totally paranoid about my armpits sweating the whole time. 

But I guess my deodorant held up because they called me a couple days later and offered me the job.  And I took it.

So there ya go.  After all this time, I am finally working full time.  A real job as an assistant professor.  I have an office with a window and file cabinets and bookshelves and everything.  It's a 9-month contract on a university schedule and I'll be teaching two classes a day.  And advising students.  And grading papers.  And prepping to teach works of literature that I am more or less familiar with, depending on the course.  Believe me, it will be a full-time job. 

And (hopefully) a full-time distraction. Or at least most of the time.

Here's to new beginnings, at long last.


  1. Woot-woot. Yay for a full-time job. That's super exciting.

    You are too funny. :)

    Also, I worry you read my random posts and judge both my grammar and my excessive comma use. I don't worry enough to fix it though, ha! :)

  2. Congrats! I wish you motivated students and supportive colleagues. And be kind to yourself. Major events (even the happy ones) can be stressful, and heaven knows you've been through more than your share lately.

  3. I was a child bride too. :) except i knew if i wanted to avoid working, marrying another teacher was never going to work.

    Congrats on your new job, i hope you love it! if you are at the same school, at least you won't have to run into any of my former students...commas were the least of their issues.

  4. Congratulations! They are lucky to have you.

  5. Congrats!

    I kind of want to try to write some very tongue in cheek comment wherein I use commas in all the wrong places but I'm not really clever enough today.


  6. Congratulations, that is fantastic news!!! Sounds like it will definitely keep you busy but you'll also meet so many people through it as well. Sounds like an incredible opportunity, so excited for you!!!

  7. What great news! Congratulations.

    I'm glad someone has the patience to take on the misplaced comma! My pet peeve.

  8. Congratulations, Brooke! Now you can help me get a job this Fall when I start looking. :-)

  9. That's wonderful news. Congratulations!

  10. Well sh*t. You are like all growed up. ;o)

    Xo Brooke... and way to go!

  11. Woohoo! Good luck on the new jobbity-job. You'll kick some major booty, to be sure!

  12. Congratulations! And here's to well-placed commas too. ; ) I work in communications, & you wouldn't believe how many of them I see every day, from people who really should know better. :p