Today, I went to the class I am TA-ing in - and this is the best gig ever! I sit in class while the instructor teaches. I say nothing. I do nothing. I will have to grade two assignments and two tests for the semester. She says maybe I'll teach a session or two. Hmmm, I'm ok with this set up.
My cubicle is the first one as you walk in the door of the grad student offices, which means I am now the un-official receptionist. But that's ok, I brought in a Mason Jar for tips. And I have close to five hours on Tuesday and Thursday to do nothing but work (and eat). Plus, I have a window, too!
And Meemoo, I'm disappointed in you. "Promise me you'll look after Tommy Boy here, til he gets his feet wet!"
5 comments:
And they pay you to do this?
I blame it on the brain cells lost while being pregnant. I knew I knew that one. I could hear David Spade's little voice just couldn't place it.
My first semester, my "mentor" teacher was called to jury duty. I taught seven and a half weeks of the semester. I started on the 3rd day. Oh the joy. You will love teaching the class. I think you'll be really good at it too. Most of it is just loving what you are teaching.
Your own cubicle. Your very grown up now. A woman of business. I bet you could get the business woman special at lunch now.
I'll just have two burgers and two Diet Cokes. Thanks.
Watch out Tucson, here I come!
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