The reason why

Well, if you haven't all died of suspense yet, I guess it's time for me to tell you exactly why they wanted to bust my sorry butt down to being a junior teacher. There are two reasons, Goddess only knows which is the right one. The "official" reason I'm only 22 years old, younger than any of the other teachers. Therefore I'm more active and would prefer to spend time teaching kids. The sheer illogic of this is astounding. How many active 22 year old guys do you know, especially when it comes to hanging around kids? The last young teacher of little kids I knew used to throw spare change at them to keep them amused. It's also out of whack with the whole notion of little kids needing someone more responsible to take care of them, that is, assuming I'm this immature 22 year old. Another story springs to mind of a young teacher I knew in Taiwan who accidentally kicked a kid in the head. Long story. The "real" reason You've heard truth is stranger than fiction, right? Believe me, it is. If I hadn't actually heard this bullshit with my own ears I'd think someone were taking the piss. Apparently, I'm too sexy to teach any of the older classes, for fear of attracting a fanclub of teenage girls. Okay, now stop laughing. Admittedly, I'm a stereotypical Euro, blue-eyed, blond-haired (well, close enough) red-blooded male. Still, it's stretching it a little bit to think I'd have a fanclub for Chrissake. Didn't happen last time I was in China, or Taiwan for that matter. Or maybe it did but it was such a small problem that I didn't notice. Basically, not such a big worry. I'm pretty sure this "real" reason was concocted to stop me pacing my hotel room and effing, blinding and throwing hissy fits. Sure, I'm flattered a bit by it, but I can spread so much bullshit myself that I'm pretty good at picking it up in others. Whatever the reason, the result would've been the same if I'd stayed. As much as anything it's an issue of pride. I'm too damn proud to teach nursery rhymes for kids after getting qualified and experienced, and rightly so. My pride's worth more than that (though finding out its exact worth is a bit tough, it's not as though they list is on the FTSE or Dow Jones). That's the end of today's tantrum, though still a little bit pissed off because I wanted that pride/FTSE line to work a little better. Feels forced somehow. Any suggestions on how to make it work, leave a comment.