Basically, I was asked to teach evolution to non-majors at a private Catholic college this autumn. Of course, I have to stay alive until September when the semester begins and then, if they haven’t changed their minds and they keep their promise to hire me, I will earn approximately half (or less) of my monthly rent, along with absolutely no medical/dental insurance benefits whatsoever, nor any sick leave, but hey, I will be an adjunct professor once again. Of course, being an adjunct professor means that I will be treated as a disposable nonentity by everyone whom I come into contact with, BUT at least I have a part-time temporary position in my field, finally. And it only took me two years, eleven months, two weeks and four days of searching to find it.
After the last few adjunct positions I held, all of which were horrible experiences that left me feeling significantly diminished as a professional and as a person, I promised myself that I would never again accept another adjunct position under any circumstances. But this position was tempting because evolution is exactly what I care about and would enjoy teaching and, even better, they are giving me the freedom to choose my own texts and to design the course to fit my own expectations.
So, this will be a balancing act: on one hand, I still must scramble simply to survive and I will be treated badly, but at least I will be paid to do one thing that I actually care about and I will be given the freedom to do it the way that I think it should be done.
You know, almost like a real professional. Well, sorta.