Not the Redneck Georgia, the One Stalin Was From
Today was my first day subbing at Powers. It's a weird feeling when you are in charge of a class, knowing they have to listen to you. At the same time, it's weird knowing that they look at you as old. I remember having subs in high school that were fresh out of college, but I'm 30 now. On top of that, I've recently grown a full beard. Chances are I won't be thought of as "hip" anytime soon. That's fine, I guess. They listen better when they fear you. My first bit of advice upon enetering the office this morning was "don't let them see you smile, it shows weakness." The funny thing is that they weren't joking. It was a dead serious sentiment.
My first inclination that I'm still young at heart (or immature if you wanna be a dick) came when we all had to stand during homeroom for the pledge of allegiance and the daily prayer. I've never been to a catholic school before, so the prayer thing really caught me off guard. Immediately Slayer popped into my head, and stayed there until the prayer ended. Some example I am. I even laughed out loud for a second when I realized what was going on. It makes for a good story the next time I have a few drinks with friends.
I wound up spending most of the day reading David Sedaris and playing games on my cell phone. Being a sub is little more than a babysitting job, since the lesson plans usually dictate some sort of in-class project that I don't have to be a part of. It's mind numbing when you're teaching a subject that bores. Today I had freshman and sophomore science, so I was almost ready for a lobotomy. I did have one class that was christian ethics. I'd say I'm the last person to be speaking about those, as I've had 2 children out of wedlock. But the kids in the class were demons, and I doubt anyone could save them at the pace they're working.
Hopefully I wind up teaching college prep writing or lit next time. Anything to get me away from math and science. I could get really screwed and have to sub for a gym coach. I can't complain, though. I made nearly $100 today for simply sitting around and making sure the kids weren't shooting up in my class. Next time I'll bring my laptop so I can play poker.
My first inclination that I'm still young at heart (or immature if you wanna be a dick) came when we all had to stand during homeroom for the pledge of allegiance and the daily prayer. I've never been to a catholic school before, so the prayer thing really caught me off guard. Immediately Slayer popped into my head, and stayed there until the prayer ended. Some example I am. I even laughed out loud for a second when I realized what was going on. It makes for a good story the next time I have a few drinks with friends.
I wound up spending most of the day reading David Sedaris and playing games on my cell phone. Being a sub is little more than a babysitting job, since the lesson plans usually dictate some sort of in-class project that I don't have to be a part of. It's mind numbing when you're teaching a subject that bores. Today I had freshman and sophomore science, so I was almost ready for a lobotomy. I did have one class that was christian ethics. I'd say I'm the last person to be speaking about those, as I've had 2 children out of wedlock. But the kids in the class were demons, and I doubt anyone could save them at the pace they're working.
Hopefully I wind up teaching college prep writing or lit next time. Anything to get me away from math and science. I could get really screwed and have to sub for a gym coach. I can't complain, though. I made nearly $100 today for simply sitting around and making sure the kids weren't shooting up in my class. Next time I'll bring my laptop so I can play poker.