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outofworkteacherI woke up this morning feeling... I suppose productive. I was up early with the hopes that I might grab a rare need for a sub this early in the season. Didn't happen. That sort of beats up on me every time I get up early with no result.
Then I had to make an appointment with a free clinic (well... sliding scale clinic) downtown so that I could get an exam for a potential subbing job with another school system. Being out of work I have no money to spare for things like physical exams. I have no insurance, it would cost me 200 dollars. This sort of hurt my ego, a lot. I was instructed to, before my appointment, get rejected by medicaid so that I can qualify for whatever at the clinic. I guess they want to see that I have no hope of insurance.
All of these things beat up on me just enough to make me feel like crying this morning. I'm not too proud to use services when I need them, but that combined with all the frustrations of looking for a job (and failing) made me feel like breaking. I finished off the events of my morning by applying to two new places... a subbing group and starbucks.
Girls gotta have insurance.
Oh! Can I mention how irritated I am with this one districts rejection letters. "Sorry but we've picked the best person for the job"--ok, that's paraphrased, but not far off. I wouldn't mind as much if I even got a call for any of these positions. Then I would have at least had a chance. I at least could have said I gave it a shot. I feel like I'm hit with an unfounded insult every time they email me that response.
Hopefully something good will happen soon...
Then I had to make an appointment with a free clinic (well... sliding scale clinic) downtown so that I could get an exam for a potential subbing job with another school system. Being out of work I have no money to spare for things like physical exams. I have no insurance, it would cost me 200 dollars. This sort of hurt my ego, a lot. I was instructed to, before my appointment, get rejected by medicaid so that I can qualify for whatever at the clinic. I guess they want to see that I have no hope of insurance.
All of these things beat up on me just enough to make me feel like crying this morning. I'm not too proud to use services when I need them, but that combined with all the frustrations of looking for a job (and failing) made me feel like breaking. I finished off the events of my morning by applying to two new places... a subbing group and starbucks.
Girls gotta have insurance.
Oh! Can I mention how irritated I am with this one districts rejection letters. "Sorry but we've picked the best person for the job"--ok, that's paraphrased, but not far off. I wouldn't mind as much if I even got a call for any of these positions. Then I would have at least had a chance. I at least could have said I gave it a shot. I feel like I'm hit with an unfounded insult every time they email me that response.
Hopefully something good will happen soon...