Get thee to Bangkok!

Welp.  This will come as a shock to you, me faithful readers, but it was not to me.

I lost my job today.  It's okay, I knew it was coming.  One of the Thai teachers didn't really like me, and that is, sadly enough, a good enough reason for the school to let someone go.  Thai culture is very very different.  I was hoping I'd be able to stick around that school till October, but hey.  Life goes on.

I'm still working for AYC, they're not holding this against me or anything.  I'm to go to Bangkok this weekend and they will start using me as a substitute teacher.  This could mean any number of things.  I could be subbing for a single day at a school in Bangkok, or I could be taking trains and busses to sub for a week at a time somewhere much further away.  They'll pay for my ride and my room while I'm out of bangkok, but not while I'm in the city.  Which is unfortunate.  Bangkok is expensive.  I hate Bangkok.

After the break in October, they'll place me at another school in Thailand.  Both I and a couple people with connections at AYC are going to push for a school in Chumphon that we know is losing people.  My other thought is to just work for the month in Bangkok, get the stuff I need to apply in Korea and just head there six months earlier than planned.  It's all up in the air, I suppose.  I'm not terribly upset about what happened.  I wasn't really happy with the school.  They didn't give me a whole lot of guidance as to what to teach them.  Interestingly enough, my replacement has already quit.  AYC called me to ask if I would sub my classes for today.  I declined.

It's good, you know?  About fifteen minutes after I got home, Akki called me to see if I would come train today.  When I told him what happened, he said he would be over in 10.  We had a cup of coffee and he told me that I was going to help him at the bar for the next few days.  It's good to have friends.  Everyone seems to be sad that I'm leaving the city.  So who knows.  Maybe magic will happen and I can stay.  No matter what, I know I'll land on my feet.  I'm good at it.  I have complete faith in the idea that when one door closes, another one opens.  Sometimes another three open.  So parents, don't worry about your wayward child.  She has a very lovely life.  :)