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Is it still 2011? Did I travel back in time last night?
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This morning I got an email from a woman who runs a tutoring company here in Massachusetts:
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“Thank you for your interest in L*#$% Tutoring, LLC. Please complete the attached questionnaire so that we may better evaluate whether it would be productive for us to work with you.
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Also, we are concerned about the following comment on your blog ‘Already ill from the thought of rich kids all over the US ‘unschooling’ their kids, I get an email from the tutoring company WyZant from a parent in the South End of Boston who’s looking for help for her 11-year old son….’
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We’re having difficulty with this comment on a few counts:
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We work only with tutors who work exclusively with us. If you would continue working with Wyzant, this would obviate working with us.
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Parents of our students would likely Google you before agreeing to an introductory session with you. Disparaging remarks about “rich kids” would almost certainly put them off.
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If we agreed to go forward with you, would you:
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remove this comment from your blog?
divest yourself of your connections with Wyzant?
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Looking forward to hearing from you,
Ms. 17th Century (ok, not her real name)
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While I’m flattered that she found only one blog post to disagree with (with which to disagree?), that she even bothered to comb through my math blog looking for dirty posts (I’m not that interesting), that she still decided to write even though she thinks I’m trash and that she even bothered to look into my less than sordid, barely-worth-mentioning past at all, I am reminded of what it must have been like for women back in the days of the Victorians, before Women’s Lib, before Snookie came into our world and changed it all. Moreover, this is Massachusetts. We’re home to Harvard, the Minutemen, The Boston Tea Party, we’re the one state that didn’t vote for Richard Nixon in the 1969 election. That last one is why my parents moved here. People move to Massachusetts to be progressive and to live freely. Shame on you, Ms. Entitled.
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I emailed the woman back to tell her that I didn’t think it would be a good fit and that I make no apologies for the content of my blog or working with other people. Did she think I’d grovel for her part-time, benefit-free $15/hour job? Wait, would anyone? It’s amazing what the entitled will feel, well, entitled, to ask you to do. Relax, don’t do it! Your dignity will thank you.
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Fists up, my unemployed brothas and sistas! Stay strong! Never apologize for being well-educated, hard-working, motivated, drug-free, wanting healthcare, working with other people or writing a blog entry on how messed up it is to unschool your kids!
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