The assumptions people make about other people have always driven me crazy, the only twist is right now it's the assumptions people make about me. Some of my new coworkers seem to occasionally get ideas like I'm a total moron who's only there because my mom's a teacher there (even though I have the same damned degree they do), or I'm so pathetically young that it's appropriate to use that special voice with me, you know, the one we all reserve for kindergardeners. I'm not usually an e-complainer, but I'm just shocked that five weeks in I still feel like such an outsider. So far, I've been offered a whole three hours a week for next semester. woo.

Off to serve the yuppies masses now...