Â I am an adjunct. Â I have wanted to be an adjunct for years, but now I want to find a full-time job. Â That is neither here nor there for this post, though. Â It’s just a contextual statement.
I got an email yesterday that one of my classes didn’t make. Â I actually expected that, but I don’t like it when it happens. Â It was a bad class to not make because it is one in which I make 2x the salary as at my other schools. Â However, it wasn’t a terrible class to lose because it isn’t through the school from which I purchase my insurance, thus my insurance is still okay.
It’s a pain to lose a good class, though. Â I have three preps next semester. Â Two of them are brand new classes at SLAC. Â And they are preps for one class each. Â The other class would have given me two classes for a single prep, which I would prefer, obviously.
I am still teaching five courses in the spring because I thought one of the courses wouldn’t make (the time slot was bad), so I contracted with CC2 to teach a night course. Â I didn’t want to drive over there multiple times a week, so I am just going once. Â
CC2 is not in the safest neighborhood, but my students live there and I’ve never had anything bad happen to me. Â In the spring a woman was killed in a carjacking gone bad across the street while I was meeting my night class, but I didn’t know about it till the next day. Â I’m just as glad about that.
Not everyone is in the position I am in. Â I can teach more classes than I want to. Â Some adjuncts can’t get enough work, so I am grateful for that.
So I am trying to make a living, get my foot in the door, carry a full work load, get conference presentations and publications, and live down the fact that I am an adjunct. Â I am doing all but the last. Â I’m not too sure how to do the last, but when I figure it out, I will let you know.