Image: Wookey Hole.
There are moments in a person’s life where they sit back and ask themselves; was [fill in the blank] worth it? Was it really worth it?
I ask myself this question often, especially when it comes to job hunting. There’s nothing like a bout of unemployment punctuated with brief bouts as a below-poverty-wages throw-away worker to make a person contemplate the meaning of one’s existence. So when an employment opportunity like this comes along for a job that actually pays a living wage, it makes me think that I should do something dramatic, like changing my name to Hermione and living in a cave in Wookey Hole, Somerset, UK.
Besides living in a cave, the job description also includes living with a cat or two, some goats and a dog; teaching witchcraft and magic; and causing a variety of social ills, including crop failures and disease, and turning the local milk rancid. I can certainly do all those things, with a special emphasis on rancid milk and diseases, since I have rather fine microbiology training and experience gained from working in several hospital emergency rooms.