We certainly do tend to let life get in the way of things, don’t we? I mean, maybe not YOU, but I certainly do. It’s so easy to get distracted by this, that, or the other and then the next thing you know you look up and it’s November.
It has been a hectic year, thus far. Moved to a new town. Long, long holiday to America, Japan, and Chiang Mai. The passing of my Grammy while half a world away. A new term with a new director at my agency. No longer working for said agency at the end of the term. A surprise trip to America for the October holiday. Back to Thailand with no job.
I will say that when I found out that my contract would not be continued in to the next term, I mostly felt relief. The new management and I had, let’s say, a personality conflict. It resembled the Cold War. That said, I wouldn’t have left on my own because (as an American) I’m not going to leave a high paying job (ABA pays about 8,000 THB more a month than most places) with nothing to fall back on. This flashed through my mind as I was listening to my former manager chirp in my ear while I rode the bus from the airport to my hotel in Bangkok. And then I remembered. This is Thailand. Not America.
Being a fair-skinned, blue-eyed, American female in my early 30s with a TEFL certificate is like having a golden ticket to the chocolate factory here. People back home were saying, “I can’t believe you are going back to Thailand without a job! Why don’t you just stay here?”
Here is why.
I secured a job within the first week of being back with almost zero effort. I was actually contacted via Facebook about the job by a person I didn’t know who had been given my name by another teacher in town. In addition, I have now been approached about various extra classes and conversation groups (all paying). The job I had before I moved to Thailand took me almost a year to get with me applying to an average of 10-12 places a WEEK.
I never had qualms about going back to Thailand without a job. I took measures to ensure that I wouldn’t be stranded in the country should NOTHING work out (raised the limit on my credit card, budgeted so that I could spend three months in the country without a job and without a problem). But mostly, I just knew I couldn’t give up because I lost ONE measly job. Plenty of people move to Thailand without a job ahead of time. I was actually one of the rare cases of a person who gets a job outside the country. I was not ready to throw in the towel. And I now feel a huge weight lifted off of me. I look forward to the next year, possibly two, in Thailand with optimism and hope and a more adventurous and trusting spirit. (And look forward to a Foreign Income Credit on my tax return.)
Viva Thailand!