Diabetic Cyborg Life 8/24: Monday, Bloody Monday

Co-opting the lyrics of the U2 song about Bloody Sunday, I use it to evoke the feeling of doom and certain sadness of my first day of work. So, yes, I finally got a full-time substitute teacher job in education after applying to every middle school, high school, and college I could find looking in Charlotte. That blanketing of the world of academia here with my CV churned out a full-time substitute job…