Well, well, well...I got a message from last night’s date...and it wasn’t at all what I was expecting.

Honestly, we didn’t even spend that much time talking about the politics of teaching other than I would never teach private ed because they’re not unionized and don’t pay as well because of it. Because, you know, god forbid I want to get paid a decent wage. (And I think he’s full of shit, in general, and I wished he would have initiated this conversation so he could have actually talked to someone in a teacher’s union.)

Bullet dodged.

Also: Can someone help me identify why am I shaking with low-level rage?