So the other side of the table can be harsh, when you in a shortage area trying to transfer out of a region must try somehow to hire all the other people in your shortage area, all of whom are jockeying for some position you can only sort-of offer, as your principal has not taken it upon himself to show up, after earlier inquisitioning you about whether or not you are leaving your school for reasons of harassment, which seems like a little late and backwards a way of doing it all, somehow, but the point is that you reject--you reject and you damn by faint praise, exaggerating virtue or vice of your school or your students or your whatnot, all to manuever out the female Asians not because of your deep personal issues, but because no one resembling your mother deserves the abuse and bitterness you daily swallow, and you lament that all the white boys while cute to some lame Midwestern extent can neither hold a candle to Joephet nor a classroom down in the least, and that the cute little gay boi who genuflects that it's not in his personality to be strict and rigid and firm in that way when it comes to other people is thoroughly unqualified, and of course would not give you the time of day otherwise, but in this context--oh, only!--has left you not only his email and home address but his number. Nah, the only real problem is four hours straight.