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The Recruit I
23 February 2003
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I know, I know! It’s been a long time since I’ve updated. I’ve been so exhausted lately; I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Someone mentioned to me that it might be my iron, so I may start taking the multi-vitamins that I know I should be taking. I’ve not been sleeping well at night either. It definitely doesn’t help that my dog, my sweet Lucky-boy, snores more loudly than any human I’ve ever heard! Dear God! He’s so used to sleeping on the bed, I don’t know how he’ll manage when I kick him out of the room at night. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do!

Well, here’s an update on how my weekend went in Tennessee and Georgia.

I took Wednesday through Thursday off to fly to Tennessee for a teacher-recruitment fair in northern Georgia. I was staying in Tennessee with Sandy and then driving to the metro-Atlanta area for the recruitment fair.

I can’t tell you how much I enjoy my time with Sandy! She is the coolest person. She picked me up at the airport, helped me get the rental car (cuz I’d have to drive a couple of hours each way the next couple of days) and then took me home with her. First we stopped for something to eat, though, because we all know how important that is! She had to work the next morning, and I had a drive ahead of me, so we didn’t stay up to awfully late. We’d have the weekend to putz around and get in trouble, so no worries.

I didn’t really know where I was going, but I Sandy and I had written out the directions from MapQuest. The recruitment fair would be going from 11:00 to 3:00, so I had plenty of time to get there and browse around. [Side note: The traffic was being directed by police officers, but I didn’t know why. The lights were working, the amount of traffic wasn’t horrendous, so what was up? Later that night I found out that the President, the President of the United States was in town. Imagine that! Just for me. Not really.] After getting a little lost once I was in town, I finally found the place and went in.

Oh wow! I’d never been to a job fair of any kind. Ever. This teacher-recruitment fair was unbelievable. There were dozens of tables set up, each with a representative (or more than one) of different school districts in Georgia. I had been researching the different districts online, so there were several that I had in mind to visit. I went to the registration table and got my little bag. I had my attaché filled with resumes and cover letters, ready to give them out to any who would have them.

My first stop was a little district that I was really interested in. I went to the table and talked to the representative, a principal from one of the schools. We talked for a bit and he asked me what my qualifications were. I told him that I was certified in California K-12, multiple subjects and in Georgia I was apparently certified to teach P-5 (Preschool through 5th), and Middle Grades in Language Arts, Mathematics, and Social Sciences. When I went through the list, I got a lot of “Wow’s”. That made me feel really optimistic. I was told that I was really going to be a big commodity. I could only hope so!

After several hours of visiting the representatives of many of the districts, getting more applications (as if I hadn’t already filled out two-hundred-and-fifty-million applications), grabbing some little freebie pens and calendars and stuff, I was ready to get going. I would be going to some interviews the following day, and I wanted to visit that district’s table, but there was always an incredibly long line! I’m serious! They had three representatives, each having the longest lines of the fair waiting for them. I actually got a little nervous. If there were so many people interested in the district, would they really need me? Would they want me? But then I assured myself with this fact: I had the interviews with five of their schools. I could feel good about that.

I never did really talk to anyone from the soon-to-be-interviewed district, but I did talk to one of the reps after the fair was over (they were one of the last to pack up because they were finishing up their lines) to ask her if she had a map of the district area. I had no idea how to get there! I figured I’d call and ask for directions to get to the district office and then they would, of course, have a map. Right?

Fortunately, the facility that hosted this fair had these little internet stations. They were for registering for college classes and stuff, but hey! I used one computer on and off for an hour. I still had to get in touch with the Human Resources person that was setting up my interviews. I had some names and times, but she was scheduling more since I would only be available one day. I couldn’t contact her, but I kept trying.

While doing an internet search for information on school districts in northern Georgia, there was one county that I was really gung ho about. Sandy had asked around her workplace about good places to live and work in that area and this particular county came up. After looking into it online, I realized that it seemed really great. I was not interviewing for that county, though. I had received three things from them, so I know they were interested, but every time I contacted them, I was met with indifference and rudeness. The district that did call me and want me to come and see them was actually in the county that interested me. They were city district within the county.

So, to make a long story even longer, I wanted to talk to the county district. They were having their own recruitment/hiring fair on Monday, the day AFTER I had arranged to leave. Because I got my plane tickets through priceline.com I couldn’t change the flight schedule; I’d have to actually buy a whole new ticket. It was just days away, so the fourteen-day-advance discount was out the window. I kept pondering it, though. Would it be worth it? What if I could get hired? A potentially great job would only have cost me $500-700. That would be worth it, wouldn’t it? Would it?

Blah blah! I’m just rambling here!

Continued . . .

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