I’ve got to dredge from the depths of my closet some sort of respectable outfit; I was asked to do more translating tonight, this time at the high school. I wasn’t paid for the last translating I did at the elementary school, although it was my understanding that it was a paying gig. However, getting paid involved driving out to the high school and pestering them for a form, in essence, asking that I be paid. Is something wrong here? Didn’t they ask me to do the work? Why must I ask to be paid? Why couldn’t someone have had the foresight to give me the form when I showed up for work?
In the end it amounts to a lot of rigamarole which will take up more of my time than it is worth. Part of me says I should just volunteer; why shouldn’t I just volunteer? Another part of me says well, why doesn’t everyone who works for the schools just volunteer? Education is a noble cause. But they don’t.
To be paid or not to be paid, that is the question. In truth, I’m happy to do the translating for free. It’s just the way the whole thing was handled that irks me.
The greater truth is I’d be just as happy not to do it all and spend the evening at home with my family.
But off I go because I said I would, this time.
2:29:20 PM 
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