I’m a weenie. It’s true. Sure, I can charge into a brick wall (i.e. Tongan) and take him down in a rugby match, but if there’s a wasp in my kitchen, I am unable to maneuver a plastic cup to its position on a wall, enclose it in, and deliver it from our home. My wife can, but I, as we have already discussed, am a weenie. It’s not that I’m afraid of getting stabbed by…
Last night I had the memorable experience of being interviewed for an online teaching position by my laptop. I’ve had interviews in person, over the phone, and quite possible via Skype (I just can’t remember if that last one actually happened…). But I had never been interviewed by nobody. The institution in which I applied decided it was best and most fair for all applicants to take part in an on-demand video interview. I did this…