One bad and one good

Two interviews in two days, one bad and one good. That’s how my week ended recently. The first, on a Thursday afternoon at a university a couple of stops away on the subway, I wasn’t really bothered about. It wasn’t a job for next year, but rather a gig for next semester, which involved teaching adults in two or three hour classes. It meant I’d have to plan heavily for these classes. I had to put together a demo lesson too, which I talked them through.

I quickly realised, however, that it wasn’t really for me. I was not the sort of teacher who they desired. I answered their questions and explained things, but I knew, as I left, that it was not for me. It was not part of the main university, but an off-shoot. Orinally, they had contacted me. My contact there, a guy whose English name was David, had spent a year at Swansea University, where I did my undergraduate studies. Despite the fact I felt the interview did not go well, at the end of it David still tried to schedule some classes for after Spring Festival holidays. I told him, truthfully, that I did not know what my timetable was and so I couldn’t confirm when I would be available (my timetable may change next semester). I messaged him the following evening to say that the position was not for me. The salary was very low, less than the lowest I charge for tutoring, and I’d have to put in far more planning for that low salary.

On Friday morning, however, I had a completely different experience. An interview, via Skype, with a university and potential job for next year, it went fine. The woman I spoke to, the person I’ve emailed several times with questions, was very nice and we spoke for about 50 minutes about various things. She seemed keen and eager – and pleased – with what I said.

She is sending over the contract for me to look at. I was happy with how it had gone, especially after Thursday’s interview. It was a nice way to end the week on and provides more security for next year, and what I could do jobwise. It fits in with everything here, and the changes that may (or may not) happen.

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