The one in which Kevin gets a job

Not as good as eating a durian, but still good news. I let it slip in another blog post but I got a job.

Funny story, I was in Starbucks applying to jobs that were in Desa Sri Hartamas, our neighborhood. These were unsolicited emails, as the four I applied to had no openings listed or even an employment/career section on their website. This was the case with The Language Studio which, spoiler alert, is where this story is ultimately going to end up. The next day I got an email from their Head Teacher. A few days later, I found myself in his office conducting an interview. The Language Studio has three different branches. One is in our neighborhood, one is on the other side of the city, and I have no clue where the third one is. (Spoiler alert, can you figure out which one I am NOT going to be working at for sure?) The opening they had was to help out a few times a week, maybe 6 to 10 hours a week. The Head Teacher was not too sure how much work I would get during the school year, but was clear that it was a part time job. During August, when the schools are out, I would be helping out with the Monday-Wednesday-Friday 10am to 12pm Intermediate class. The class is open to everyone, but I was told it would be mostly the wives of ex pat businessmen from Korea and Japan mostly.

While nothing was certain, I was pretty sure I was going to get the job. The interview went really well. And this kind of depressed me. I was sure that the job would be fun, but doing the math in my head I realized that it was not going to pay much. And I was pretty sure that this was the best job I was going to get. It was only my second interview in KL or from when I applied to jobs here when I was back in the states. They all wanted lots of experience, but none would give me the opportunity to get the experience.

Two days later, I got a call from the Head Teacher. He did not offer me the job. Instead he asked me if I would be interested in a full time job. Obviously, I was very surprised but said yes yes yes! I had to meet with the woman who runs The Language Studio but it certainly felt like it was a certainty.

I met with the Director a few days later. Long story short, that interview was kind of just a formality. I am sure that if she did not like me she would not have hired me, but obviously she loved me. I am charming, let’s just accept that as reality. The job was to be a Head Teacher at one of their branches. Interviewed by a Head Teacher for a 6 hour a week job, ended up being hired to be the Head of my own branch. Wild!

I will be teaching about half of the week. Oh, and my week is a bit weird. I work 5.5 days, kind of. Monday-Thursday, 9:30 to 6pm. Friday, I teach an adult intermediate class in the morning but after that I am done. Saturday I work 9:30 to 6pm. Sundays I am off. I am going to be teaching a lot of diplomat’s wives apparently, as my branch is right near all the embassies. I will be teaching a kids class as well. Two hours of that class will be in the classroom type stuff, and one hour will be speech and drama. The rest of the time, I will be doing some administrative stuff. Training some new teachers, going to schools in the area and trying to drum up business. I might be teaching English to the ambassador from Algeria. So yeah, there’s that. As the boss put it, I would be like the Director on a film set.

They are paying more then I asked for, but probably less then I should have asked for/gotten. But I have no experience, it seems like a great place, and I think it will be fun, so I took it. Ultimately we will probably need to rent a car, but then we will have a car. So we can access some of the far flung areas of the city, which is where a lot of the good night markets are apparently. I start August 1, but until then I have been/am teaching one class a day at the local branch of the school.

Selamat Tinggal!


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