The other day, when I was talking to my hippie-dippy earth-mother anthropologist friend, I told her I’d never expected to become a teacher. She smirked at me and told me it was a great fit: “You like rules and you like stability.” She’s also told me I had a “grown up house” (hers, by her own admission, is a pigsty) and I, in turn, am horrified by her happy-go-lucky attitude of quitting jobs if she doesn’t like them. She lives with her Aryan Jesus-lookalike of […]