We spent the last week in Cali settling into our lives here, which for us seems to include minimal English-teaching study, intense salsa dancing practice, afternoon naps, and five hours worth of dawn cleaning. That is, until recently dawn cleaning. Turns out, we got “fired” from our volunteer job this week.
How does one get fired from volunteer work? Especially if we were really good sports about the 5am wake-up calls, the possessive and slightly inappropriate physical work environment, and the strange reward and punishment system (ranging from giving and taking away our keys, feeding us at random moments or not, and the strange balance of messaging obsessively to complete ignoring of our presence). Well, actually, it’s quite simple: I just didn’t show up for work.
Yes, all of you who have worked with me in the past, I know this goes against everything I have ever complained about in regards to students, co-workers, and professionalism. I was shocked at my behavior as well. However, there is something wonderfully freeing about waking up, looking at the clock and seeing that we were meant to be there at 6:45 am, and instead turning over and going back to sleep.
H did, however, go to work that day, even though we had been staying with my boyfriend for the past few days as there wasn’t even a bed in the hostel for us at that time. She diligently put in the required 5 hours to earn our keep, and warned me that it may not even be worth coming in to deal with it. And no, I did not call or message my absence. I just slept.
We had an apologetic conversation with the owner afterwards, and we all decided that it made sense for us to just continue staying with my boyfriend and not work going forward. I feel the guilt about my behavior, but it is difficult to regret the outcome since the universe has chosen to take us dancing every night since, fully able to enjoy the Cali rumba every day for a week.
Today we will be cheering on our Colombian favorites for the 2014 World Cup in Brazil. To be followed by some evening dancing. Tomorrow we go to the Pacific coast to camp and enjoy the ocean. And dance, of course.
(and maybe even study some English grammar!)