Tuesday, March 08, 2005
Fingers? Check. Crossed? Check.
Joe just got a call from the principal of the very good high school right down the street from our house. She needs a long-term substitute for eventual permanent hire. It's the last bit that gets me worked up, since he's on board for a probable long-term sub job at the school at whcih he's just finished student teaching. But (a) this school is like 1 mile from our house and (b) it's a REALLY good school and (c) he could know he's got a job for September NOW.
So yeah, my fingers are crossed. Keep yours crossed too.
So yeah, my fingers are crossed. Keep yours crossed too.