I can’t right now, you guys, with this election and all. I can’t. All I can do is keep my kid alive and eat carbs. It’s the kick ass and chew bubblegum of 2016.
Here’s one sad little job, and now it’s November, so MLA season is pretty much over. Total TT list, not including the job below, which doesn’t count, is 14. Total NTT is 11. This year has been, and will continue to be, an absolute massacre.
Anyway. Here’s a job. Who the fuck cares? We’re all going to die because this country’s full of FUCKING DIPSHITS who think someone’s vaguely iffy email server management makes her worse than literally the worst person ever to run for the presidency. Honestly, I can’t start. If I start I will never stop. One more week. One more week. One more week.
University of Glasgow. Lecturer or Senior Lecturer [UK for “Assistant or Associate Professor”] in Translation Studies. O American Germanist, I’d put your chances of getting this job, which is NAGJ, somewhere between wee and nae a pumpin’ chance.