The Lea rning Curve A Art from the School of the TEAR A PTER MY GRADUATION lnsdrute of Chicago, a terrible mistake was made and I was offered a position teaching a writing workshop. I had gone to gradua te school, and although several of my stories had been Xeroxed and stapled, none of them had ever been published in the traditional sense of the word. Like branding sreers or embalming rhe dead, teaching was a profession I had ne\u seriously condcred. I was dearly unqualified, ycr I accepted the job wirhout hesitation, as It wear Mr. would allow me co a tie and goby the name of My Sedaris. father went by the same name, and though he li"ed a thousand miles away, I liked imagine someone to ting the rwo of us confused. "Wait a minu te," this someone might say, "ai·e you talking abou t Mr.Sedaris the retired man 83
The Lea rning Curve A TEAR A PTER MY GRADUATION from the School of the Art lnsdrute of Chicago, a terrible mistake was made and I was offered a position teaching a writing workshop. I had gone to gradua te school, and although several of my stories had been Xeroxed and stapled, none of them had ever been published in the traditional sense of the word. Like branding sreers or embalming rhe dead, teaching was a profession I had ne\u seriously condcred. I was dearly unqualified, ycr I accepted the job wirhout hesitation, as It would allow me co wear a tie and goby the name of Mr. Sedaris. My father went by the same name, and though he li"ed a thousand miles away, I liked to imagine someone ting the rwo of us confused. "Wait a minu te," this someone might say, "ai·e you talking abou t Mr.Sedaris the retired man 83
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