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Aug. 25th, 2006 04:36 pm
Nice moment.
I'm sitting here, grading papers and entering them in my gradebook.
Yep. I'm finally here. Wow.
Despite not working 18 hour days, or 10-keying my fingers into permanent nerve damage, despite not having to deal with those yahoos at FMM&A, or Godbe, or whomever else I used to roll my eyes over on a daily basis...
This is the hardest job I have ever had. It's really draining, in ways I'm pretty sure no one who hasn't done it can ever truly understand. It's harder than even I expected it to be, and I thought I knew what I was getting into. But to get you close to understanding...
I almost never take naps... but I've taken one almost every day for the past two weeks.
I get paid only for the time I'm on campus (and not even all of that)... but I have hours of work to do this weekend building the rest of the term's curriculum, getting ready to run progress reports Monday morning (which means I need to get everything I haven't yet graded and entered done), a class worth of journal entries to read and comment on, and a wife to make happy. Now, this year is harder than most, because I'm just starting out, but yeesh!
I don't remember ever being this tired before.
My feet hurt every day.
All that said, though... I love this job.
One odd moment today: Teachers are human, of course. And this means that sometimes scuttlebutt flows. One of my bosses this morning said "I know someone you don't like in Impact, who doesn't like you." And I was confused, because there's really only one person in Impact I actually dislike, and I know she hates the guy (they've worked together before). Eventually, it came out to one of the English teachers I've been working with--which was odd, because I actually like him quite a bit. I think he's smart as hell, and he's got a lot of qualities I wish I had, from looks to skills to background. I'm quite a bit jealous of him, to be honest.
Later she said she thinks it was the other way around; that he thinks I don't like him because he called me Mike once and I asked him not to. And I realize that's how it might have seemed to him (though I didn't think of it at the time), but really it was just a pre-emptive "I really prefer to be called Mike" that came out much snippier than I meant it to.
Just goes to show one should always be careful what one says--you never know who it might get back to.
Yep. I'm finally here. Wow.
Despite not working 18 hour days, or 10-keying my fingers into permanent nerve damage, despite not having to deal with those yahoos at FMM&A, or Godbe, or whomever else I used to roll my eyes over on a daily basis...
This is the hardest job I have ever had. It's really draining, in ways I'm pretty sure no one who hasn't done it can ever truly understand. It's harder than even I expected it to be, and I thought I knew what I was getting into. But to get you close to understanding...
All that said, though... I love this job.
One odd moment today: Teachers are human, of course. And this means that sometimes scuttlebutt flows. One of my bosses this morning said "I know someone you don't like in Impact, who doesn't like you." And I was confused, because there's really only one person in Impact I actually dislike, and I know she hates the guy (they've worked together before). Eventually, it came out to one of the English teachers I've been working with--which was odd, because I actually like him quite a bit. I think he's smart as hell, and he's got a lot of qualities I wish I had, from looks to skills to background. I'm quite a bit jealous of him, to be honest.
Later she said she thinks it was the other way around; that he thinks I don't like him because he called me Mike once and I asked him not to. And I realize that's how it might have seemed to him (though I didn't think of it at the time), but really it was just a pre-emptive "I really prefer to be called Mike" that came out much snippier than I meant it to.
Just goes to show one should always be careful what one says--you never know who it might get back to.