You know the interview is not going well when you stop being able to understand the questions. I realised before the end of the questioning that either they hadn't read my CV (resume) or they were hoping I'd forgotten to mention a previous job as a head of department. Beats me why they invited me to interview in the first place.
I have one final interview for a bog-standard teaching post on Monday. I swear this is the last time. If I don't get this one, then I'm off to stack shelves in a supermarket for a living.
Meanwhile, Mel has lost a premolar. It became wobbly and fell out, all within a couple of hours. The tooth fairy, being a bit useless in our house, managed to slip the requisite coin in, but forgot to pick up the tooth. He had to go back the next night to try to retrieve it.
Ever tried to find a tooth under a pillow? They're not very large. After some furtive fumbling in the dark, a little voice said "Here's my tooth," and handed it over!
Either Mel can hold a conversation in his sleep or he thinks the tooth fairy is 6'4" and slightly incompetent.
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HAHAHAHA! Now THAT is a funny story about the tooth fairy!!! We usually make our kids put the tooth in a ziplock bag so we can easly statch the bad and then we put the money back in the bag and stuff it back under the pillow. Finding a baby tooth would be....well, forget about it! lol
ReplyDeleteGood luck on the interview. Times are hard and I am not sure when it will get better, especially for us. Sigh. But with a chin up, everything will work out...