Last night was fun. We met up with some of Zooey’s friends from work. They took us to this club where we got to sit in a VIP section!
It was really cool. The room was quieter and I was actually able to talk to some of them. Apparently, one of Zooey’s friends does physical therapy for a professional athlete and this guy invited her and her friends out. Even though I’ve never heard of him it was exciting to meet a celebrity.
I had to talk to new people. Most of them had real city jobs with titles with the words executive or analyst in the title. I felt like I had the most interesting job.
However, I had to defend my profession to some bitch. I told her I was a teacher and she was like, “Oh, God! I would love to teach! You guys get SO much time off!”
I know the year just started, but I can’t imagine that she works as much as I do. And judging by her dress and shoes she probably earns three times what I make. I think if I were making that much money I wouldn’t mind working so much because I could probably retire earlier.
But most people gave me respect. Even though I feel like most people believe teaching is easy because they’ve all been students. Trust me. Teaching is not easy. I’m hungover and now I have to finish lesson planning.