A Commuter’s Life for Me

Long story short: I didn’t get make the cut, for the English professor position at the college that’s five minutes away from where I live.  These things happen.

I did appreciate, however, the chair of the search committee calling me to break the news; she was my dean when I taught there, many years ago as an adjunct.  So we have a friendly professional rapport.

So, I guess I need to resume thinking of Eastfield as my permanent “home away from home”.  Good thing I drive a fuel-efficient car!

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2 Responses to A Commuter’s Life for Me

  1. lizardqueen says:

    CD: That’s true, on both points. 🙂

    It’s okay, though — as commute’s go, it’s not all that bad. Certainly better than some hell commutes that I’ve heard of (like what suburban folks in the West and East coasts do to go to work in the big urban areas).

  2. convivialdingo says:

    Ah bummer – but at least you got a courtesy call. Too often these days you get nothing – no call, advice or feedback.

    There’s always next time!

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