They're hiring at Bob Evans, the breakfast restaurant. All shifts. With benefits.
I wonder if that is a hopeful sign for the economy?
It is a measure of the low barometer of my mood that I thought about it for a while.
I could apply.
I was a good-- no, scratch that,GREAT waitress at one time. And I made good money.
I am feeling adequate or less-than at all my current occupations.
Discouraged.
Overweight.
*sigh*
In a little while, I am off to work as a substitute teacher for a half day. I am a far, far better teacher than most of those I sub for, and I have a lot more education.
But I don't have education *in* education, so -- their jobs are safe, because I'm not qualified to replace them.
I'm teaching at university in a subject I love -- but failing to get the students engaged. Dear hubby says, that's the nature of students today! Perhaps it is harder to engage students today, but an excellent teacher should still be able to engage students.
I am gripped once more by the fear of mediocrity.
