I haven’t posted since the day after the LA Marathon. That race, its people and runners are all I’ve thought about all week. I may make a living just going race to race, living in shelters, and volunteering at Mile 20. Warms my heart.
Actually, it’s Summer. Let me break it down for you, people. I have a Twitter story.
A few weeks ago, I am dealing with the fact that I am not going to get another teaching job. No less than 45 applications later in a radius from Sacramento to Merced and Sonora to San Francisco, I got nuthin’. I got one interview. It went well, but I’m not hopeful, because let’s face it: I got fired (Non-Reelected), not pinked. And yes, there is a difference. Pink slipped teachers get in line for their jobs. For Non-Reelected teachers, there is no line. You wait.
So, I realize I’m going to have to apply for Unemployment. Me, granddaughter of the Bon Bon inventor, Mayflower Society, grandneice of the Popsicle stick inventor. Like I would ever need the government to help me. I have been working since I was 16. I only stopped a year to have children. Other than that, I don’t live on the dole.
So, this day in particular, I have been on the phone with PG&E for an hour, negotiating my bill, getting on the CARE program. I spend hours trying to understand unemployment, food stamps, etc. I write this post. I finally scream out on Twitter, this message:
@Schwarzenegger He won’t listen, but I will try anyway. Gov. What do I do? Spent the last hour trying to start in Social Serv system1:11 PM May 12th from web
@MsV1959 Someone on my staff will be in contact with you shortly.
I panic. My blog gets 84 hits in a half hour. I’m seriously wondering what I’ve done. Then, his assistant tweets me.
@MsV1959 Hi my name is Luis and I work for the Governor. Call our office at 916-445-2841 and ask for me and I’ll see what we can do to help
I called Luis. Since then, I’ve spoken with Luis (a few times), Justin, who called my Superintendent, and Morgan, who today hooked me up with the Housing authorities. I took Justin’s suggestion and phoned up the School Board President and Superintendent, and have asked for a meeting. The important thing about this story is not that they helped, but that so many of us don’t know how to ask for help. They assisted me in many ways, sending links to CalWorks, food stamps, unemployment, housing.
I applied and received my Unemployment benefit yesterday. $450. A week. I am saving every penny, and trying to deal with my pre-foreclosure, as it’s awfully hard to re-negotiate the terms of your mortgage if you don’t have a job.
I don’t know how my former boss sleeps at night. He admitted to me that he didn’t know what the Non-Reelect letter would do to me. He was grossly ineffectual, and his evaluative process was horrid…at one point (remember?), he told me I was turning into a great alternative education teacher. Teaching and Counseling since 1981, and not a blemish on my record. Until now.
My two boys sit blissfully on our regular Friday night WWE and pasta fest (long run tomorrow). One day at a time.
Running: We have not missed a day. Week 5 ends tomorrow with a 6 miler. All is well. For now.