Like pretty much everyone from the faculty, I have a job.

And even in summer, work is work. Especially when you need to put together a methodology (the bane of all teachers), which I still don't know much about, and finish the material for two courses I'll be teaching on a residential camp. I got up early that morning to catch the bus to Brno. By eleven I was already at the stop waiting for the bus to work. I was in good spirits as usual. When the doors closed and after 4 steps I said hello and good morning, and the response I got was: What do you want here?! That answer genuinely caught me off guard — I honestly have no idea what was or is wrong.

What's wrong with wanting to do your work?