The Sands of time running through my fingers like crack cocaine
I've spent the last five years being a degenerate living in China. A degenerate who has laughingly called himself an English Language Teaching Professional. In December, I'm going to be moving back to 'Murika and getting a McJob. I'll even have a quaint little stall in the barn to lay down my weary head at night after selling my soul to corporate 'Murika.
With any luck I'll have coworkers who stoutly believe slaughtering little brown folks half way around the world somehow makes 'Murika a safer place. They'll also tell me that socialism and communists run the world. Rand Paul really is somehow a nice guy. And Leroy Jenkins or something.
I'll once again be able to visit the 'Murikan Behavioral Experimentation and Stupidification Laboratory (walmart) and observe the byproducts of five generaitons of more of incest and/or bestiality at work.
I serve as a moderator on /r/tefl on reddit, which takes up roughly 10 seconds of my time a day. 8 of those seconds usually involves me calling someone a few filthy names. I mean really, if you are going to be a moderator why not abuse your position and be a dick? It gives me something to do.
I know a few of you little peckerwoods are thinking of moving to some rattarsed little hovel halfway around the world to sate your desire to finally for the first time have sexual relations. Others are suddenly realizing the 4.5 years and thousands of dollars you invested in your liberal arts major would have been better spent peddling yourself to strange sweaty fat men on a street corner. Some of you are chronic losers who couldn't hold a job in 'Murika if your life depended on it.
I say this to you.
Teaching English in a foreign land is not for everyone and neither is living in a foreign land for everyone.
also, donuts.
any and all questions may or may not be answered, got some serious drinking to do before my evening classes.
Ciao.
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