{"id":889,"date":"2010-11-19T18:25:15","date_gmt":"2010-11-19T18:25:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=889"},"modified":"2010-11-19T18:25:15","modified_gmt":"2010-11-19T18:25:15","slug":"andrew-mccallum-on-the-weird-and-wonderful","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/andrew-mccallum-on-the-weird-and-wonderful\/","title":{"rendered":"Andrew McCallum on the weird and wonderful"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><font size=\"2\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">The Weird and Wonderful World of TEFL #1 &#8211; #10<\/span> <\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"># 1\u2028<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">Sally got sacked for bringing stray dogs to class, although she swears it was because she refused to wear shoes.<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">\u2028\u2028# 2<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">\u2028Chas got sacked for playing his guitar too much during lessons.<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">\u2028\u2028# 3\u2028<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">Duncey was a born-again Christian. He told his boss he would kill him with his love.\u2028\u2028&nbsp; He got sacked.<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">\u2028\u2028# 4\u2028<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">Simon was living in an unfurnished flat. Correction. There was a mattress on one floor. His boss told him not to worry &#8211; she would do his washing. He did a runner at Christmas.\u2028\u2028<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"># 5 \u2028<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">Ted is living in a flat with no windows. It&#39;s like an extended cupboard, minus the view. He&#39;s sitting opposite me, shaking. &#39;It just got worse,&#39; he says, and bursts into tears. &#39;The landlord&#39;s painted it purple.&#39; I order more retsina.\u2028\u2028<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">#6\u2028<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">&#39;I need somewhere to plank a TV set,&#39; says Liam. Liam is from Belfast. His boss has refused to give him his severance pay. Liam has kidnapped the appliances from his flat. &#39;He&#39;s got three days to pay up,&#39; he says. &#39;Or the telly gets it.&#39;\u2028\u2028<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"># 7<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">\u2028Garth is a dedicated jogger. I bump into him one evening. It&#39;s dark. He&#39;s in his shorts. He&#39;s sweating. &#39;What&#39;s with the big stick?&#39; I ask. He raps the wood off the kerb and looks over his shoulder. &#39;Dogs, Andy,&#39; he says. &#39;Dogs.&#39;\u2028\u2028<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"># 8\u2028<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">The following evening. Garth is in his shorts, obviously off for a run. He&#39;s wielding the stick. He stops. &#39;Any dogs around?&#39; he asks. Ah, I think. The dangers of jogging. &#39;Aye,&#39; I say, and point back the way I&#39;ve just come. &#39;You want to be careful, there&#39;s a pack of them&#8230;&#39; I don&#39;t get to finish. He&#39;s off. In the direction of the dogs.<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">\u2028\u2028# 9\u2028<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">First night down the caff since I got back from Scotland. Tony&#39;s in. &#39;Have a good time?&#39; he says. His eyes are bloodshot; he&#39;s had a few. &#39;Too right,&#39; I tell him. &#39;Slap up Christmas dinner &#8211; all the trimmings. Hogmanay was a blast. Met up with some old friends and made lots of new ones. It was party time for two weeks. I&#39;m glad I went. You?&#39; Tony is glaring at me. &#39;I got sacked,&#39; he says.\u2028\u2028<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"># 10\u2028<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">Scratch marks. They weren&#39;t mine. I tried to ignore it, but after a week the bar of soap looked like a stickle brick. I staked out the toilet. A rat came swimming out of the bowl and jumped onto the wash hand basin. I killed it with a shoe.<\/p>\n<p>\u2028\u2028Moral: rats can swim and rats can jump, but they can&#39;t run faster than Doctor Marten.\u2028\u2028<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-weight: bold; font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-weight: bold; font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">* <a href=\"http:\/\/andrewmccallumcrawford.blogspot.com\/2010\/04\/scottish-writer-andrew-mccallum.html\">Andrew McCallum<\/a><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/andrewmccallumcrawford.blogspot.com\/2010\/04\/scottish-writer-andrew-mccallum.html\"> <span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">Crawford<\/span> <\/a>is a Scottish writer who lives in Greece. His work has appeared in Lines Review and the Athens News. His first novel, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.co.uk\/Drive-Andrew-McCallum-Crawford\/dp\/9609929605\">Drive!<\/a>, a comic tale of 1980s Edinburgh, rock music and attempted murder, is available from Skepdek Publishing.<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">&nbsp;<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Weird and Wonderful World of TEFL #1 &#8211; #10 # 1\u2028Sally got sacked for bringing stray dogs to class, although she swears it was because she refused to wear shoes.\u2028\u2028# 2\u2028Chas got sacked for playing his guitar too much during lessons.\u2028\u2028# 3\u2028Duncey was a born-again Christian. 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