Some tasty office gossip

Walking to work this cool Monday morning, the new girl casually asked if we'd heard the news.

"No, what?" Sara and I asked.
"I quit this weekend" she replied.

She arrived on Tuesday night from Waterloo, had a day off on Wednesday, met her kids briefly on Thursday, and her first full day of teaching on Friday. She quit on Saturday.

Who quits after one day of work? Who comes all the way to Korea to do that? Sure she has a tough situation with a class of three and four year olds, but come on! Everyone has it tough in one way or another. Give it some time, at least, and it'll eventually come together.

The idea of quitting was never even a consideration for me - despite Mrs. Rudolph's warning, in response to my groundbreaking fifth grade choir quit, of once a quitter always a quitter. I had already invested so much time and thought and preparation. I had said my goodbye's. I had packed my bags. I was determined to "spend a year in South Korea". And now it's almost done and I made it and it's all fantastic. It's been worth it, really it has. I can't believe she's throwing it away so soon.

It really amazes me. Not only this situation, but the haphazard way that people come here and expect it to be all fun and games. People think about the money, about the travel and adventure, and I think a lot forget to think about the job itself. I hardly considered it. They also don't bother to take the time to find out about the way this industry tends to work over here. At least I knew about the schedule changes and the lack of advanced notice.

I think the new girl assumed she would receive training. Ha! HA HA! That cracks me up.

Sure it's a shame that it didn't work out for her but I love a little bit of drama to spice things up. Especially when it makes me feel like an all-star.