My new philosophy while here is: until I see it with my own eyes, I won’t believe it. I was promised a single accommodations, I got a double with a roommate, Shoog. I was told that I definitely would be working in Jeddah, now I am told there is a possibility that I might be working in Rabigh, a small town, an hour and half away. I was told to be ready for the 9am bus ride for a 9:30 face-to-face interview with vice dean of the female campus of the university. The bus picked us up at 10 am arriving half an hour later on campus. The vice dean was not even there yet. She arrived 45 minutes later. She started “interviewing”, taking a break every 20 minutes. Just my luck, I was the last to be interviewed out of 23 teachers just after 1pm. Halfway through the interview, someone came in and they started talking. She prompted me to continue talking about myself while she continued her conversation. I swear, I could have been reading Dr. Seuss for all it seemed to matter to her. I think her biggest concern was hearing my accent.
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