Grad School

J.G.R. Penton
The Vignette
Published in
Jun 28, 2023

The guy behind me at Starbucks is on the phone. He is young, handsome; 15 years my junior.

“They called me for a teaching position, but I can’t right now. The reality is that I’m finishing grad school. Yeah, a psych degree,” I only hear one side of the conversation.

I’m a teacher—I’m in grad school.

“I’m looking for something part-time. I just don’t have the time.”

‘Oh boy,’ I think, ‘having time is such a luxury.’

“That would be perfect. Please, yes—keep me posted. That better alines with what I’m looking for.”

I want to turn around and ask him… well, a lot of things—about time management, housing, children, work/life balance, continuing education, and on and on…

I don’t.

Instead, I finish up the conclusion on the latest paper I’m writing.

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