I lost my job last week.
I had been working at an “After School” in a regular school teaching English. That’s a school run by a private company that holds classes in the school after the regular classes are finished. Koreans do that. They send their kids to school, and then they send their kids to another bunch of classes. Why they do that is a) either the regular school sucks and kids need more learning or b) education is very competitive, even for 1st graders and parents aren’t satisfied being anything less than best in the class. You decide. I digress.
As I said, I’d been working in an After School program and I lost my job. The private company did a horrible job of managing their money. To fix that, they had to sell new books to the parents more often to make up the shortfall. Rather than wait until the students understood one book before moving to the next level, it was sell a new book and reap the profits. Nevermind that the kids didn’t understand the last book and the new book assumes they learned it already. So, as you might imagine, when the contract was up for renewal, that company lost out and another “After School” company was brought it. I wasn’t a big fan of that approach, but I made good money and only worked about 20 hours per week. Call it the “Golden Handcuffs.” I didn’t like the job, didn’t like that I could not get my students to utter more than a word or two, much less a full sentence and didn’t like that I felt personally ineffective at teaching. But I got paid well and had lots of time off.
Just before the contract winners were announced, several competitor companies contacted me to come work for them. I waited, thinking the company I was already at would have schools to send me to. They didn’t. And when I went back to the competitors to see if they needed teachers still, I lost out. They’d already filled their needed slots. Oh no! No job! Whatever will I do.
That was on Thursday when the schools all signed new contracts. By Thursday evening, it was clear I had no job as my company lost more contracts than they had teachers for.
So, Friday morning I set out, determined to find a job. I got a cup of coffee and sat down at my computer and opened up Facebook. ”Hey! That’s not looking for a job,” you say. “That’s loafing!” Not here. There’s a rich environment of jobs available for native English speakers such as yours truly and the traffic on facebook is thick with them. Just in Ulsan we have two facebook groups dedicated to jobs, whether it be part time, full time or just substitute. A few emails and phone calls and I’m off and running.
By 9:30am I had an interview set up for the early afternoon. By 11, I had another company job asking for a resume. Both of those came to fruition and by mid afternoon I had two part-time gigs. At 8:00pm another company called looking for a part time teacher. I took that one, too. I went from 0 jobs to 3 in one day. I’ll be working 16 hours a week (oh, poor me! the hardship! the agony!) and making more than I was before at 20 hours a week. It’s going to suck when I come back to America and have to work a full 40 hour week.
And that’s the way things go here. There are just too many jobs and not enough people to fill them. Not always, of course. This week is slightly different since school began yesterday. The Korean school calendar goes from March 2 until February with a summer and winter vacation thrown in. This week all the schools are gearing up for the new year, so there are a lot of jobs on the table. Still, a fresh job is usually less than a week away in even the biggest of vacation periods.
Throughout the years, you may have read about my life in Korea as sometimes good, sometimes not so good. But this is one thing that makes it really good – I have never worried about finding a job here. Given the global economy, that’s a rare thing to day.