Quantum Leap Journal #20: Taking the Leap! 6/4/14

06/15/2014 § Leave a comment

Taking the Leap 6/11/2014

Let’s see, going back a ways;
THURSDAY 5TH: I got a text message from Berlitz that I didnt get the job, and a return call from RRR asking if I could schedule an interview the next day?
FRIDAY 6TH: I went in the pouring rain and had a fairly good interview that ended ambiguously at the end of the day, I get a text message from a neighbouring prefecture’s office for a Skype interview Monday morning.
MONDAY 9TH: Ive got the job.
TUESDAY 10TH: I dont got the job. « Read the rest of this entry »

Quantum Leap Journal #14, 5/20/14

06/08/2014 § 1 Comment

The Man in the Mirror 5/20/14

Everybody I know is doing better than me!
that I follow.
that I watch
that I read about
that I collect business cards from.
that I network with
How do they all see me? 
Best not to think about it
Its a mirror easily mishandled.  « Read the rest of this entry »

Quantum Leap Journal # 18, 5/26/14

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The Language Whores 5/26/14

Not my students, not them! They’re great!  
I’ve kept two students for 4 years now, since June 2010, and I see them every Monday night in Chiba City about 30 minutes away by train.  They are doctors at the university hospital, in the Hematology/Leukemia Department.  They are national leaders.  I feel intimidated by them, they are younger than me, but so much more accomplished.  Yet they have told me directly that I’m the best English Teacher they ever had.  Its something to feel proud about.

Last class, Ch____ lamented that he still had trouble listening to English speakers despite all the advances he’d made.  We talked about it.   « Read the rest of this entry »

Quantum Leap Journal #19, 5/28/14

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The F%&$ing Passport Expired! 5/28/14
I sent off a resume to Berlitz on the 23rd, a Friday, and on the 26th, a Monday, I got a reply with a long application form. On Tuesday I was feeling paralyzed by doubts I could pull this off, with my history of losing my temper, so I took time off for a guided meditation to renew my spirit. On Wednesday morning, I began working on the Berlitz application and cover letters for other job offerings.

The application for Berlitz asked for the expiration date of my passport. What, 2016? I spun around to my desk and pulled the passport out, and blinked twice. It said, April 24th, 2013. I stared at it, my heart pounding. It said, SEE PAGE 27. « Read the rest of this entry »

Quantum Leap Journal #16, 5/24/14

06/07/2014 § Leave a comment

Loathsome Creature 5/24/4
The days just keep flip-flopping and getting more intense. If I don’t have a visa sponsor in 3 weeks, I fall through the cracks between Japan and the U.S. I’m terrified.

I think I know why the Agency killed the job after they gave it to me. « Read the rest of this entry »

The Quantum Leap Journal #11; 5/19/14

05/27/2014 § Leave a comment

Out of the Frying Pan edition
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The crisis is averted, for now. Another has begun, potentially. I have a job, theoretically. I have a visa sponsor. It is my old employer from 3 years ago. Funnyboffo City Board of Education, the organization that traumatized me 3 years ago.  Welcome Back!

The day after I got the interview appointment was a Saturday; I went to see my therapist. “Dont put all your eggs in one basket” she says. Fair enough. Im going to follow through on my other job leads and not just count on this one job interview to solve all my problems. « Read the rest of this entry »

The Quantum Leap Journal #10; 5/16/14

05/24/2014 § Leave a comment

Osage Orange 1

The one about the good job offering.

Oh, wow, a lot has happened. A lot of nothing.
This was a Friday. I went into Tokyo, went for a dentist’s appointment, on the way back stopped off at an Asian food store that sells Filipino, Chinese, Indian and Thai foods, bought some red lentils and mung beans for myself, a jar of chili-pepper paste for a new Chinese friend of mine who can’t get the good stuff here in Japan.
Back on the train platform, I see a missed a phonecall on my cellfone from somebody. It’s Interac, a big big job agency specializing in Native English speaker/teachers that goes into a city board of education and buys up all the contracts for all the schools in that city. Since I need an organization to sponsor me in six weeks or I have to leave Japan, I was excited; they have a bad reputation but they have a lot of contracts, so I could easily get a job.
I talk to the recruiter. Its mid Friday and he wants me to come in Monday. I make an appointment for the late afternoon, and feel about 10 kilos lighter as I make my way home.
(To be Continued)

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