The best thing about these early in the year assignments so far has been that there’s no chance of the kids trying to tell me that the teacher always lets them do certain things like leave early or throw spitballs at people in the hall[1] or anything else really. They’ve had 4 days of school, not enough time to know that sort of thing yet.
The next best thing, and not by much, is that the kids don’t know if what they’re doing is something that would have been done anyway or it it’s only being used because I’m there.
This was a pretty easy day. There were 2 worksheets that I passed out with a total of 3 sides of work. Basic stuff revolving around discovering information about our state. Well, maybe more than basic since they really did need to look the stuff up, but you get the idea.
The amazing thing for me is that I haven’t had to send anyone out of the room yet. One kid got close, he wouldn’t stop talking and the people in the desks around him continually asked him to stop. It’s amazing how much quieter the room got when he was off by himself.
The only other real point of interest is that I think something in the school hates me. This is the only school where the schedule has been played with and I wasn’t told about it at the front desk when I signed in. Thankfully the teacher next door came and told me about the assembly that day and what the new schedule would be.
I think I just need to remember to ask one of the other teachers if there’s going to be anything weird going on when I get there.
Update: I almost forgot something. The entire day I felt like I’d been in the room before. Being in the same room isn’t a big deal. I’ve repeated class before. Since this is my second year subbing I haven’t really had a chance to repeate a room with a different teacher yet.
So it sort of bothered me a bit all day about why I felt like this room was important somehow. Then it hit me. Remember the day a kid threatened to shoot someone first thing in the morning? This was the room that happened in. Thankfully nothing like that happened again or I would never go back to that room again because it obviously would be haunted or cursed or something.
- Not that that one has every happened. [↩]
The Anatomy of an Off Day
I’ve had a few people tell me that it must be nice to have so many days off or to be able to take a day off whenever I feel like it. I will admit that taking a day off to play video games or watch the newest video from Chrontendo is nice. But what I don’t feel like enough people realize is that days off aren’t all fun and games, and that most of the time they’re worse than days that I actually work.
The job starts before I go to bed when I make lunch for the next day. Since I can get called at any time I don’t want to have to spend time making a lunch. I’ve also had days where I didn’t do this and forgot to put something in there. Clothes get put out too, but that’s mostly a habit I got into during a period where I wasn’t working everyday and had to scramble to get something out when I got an unexpected job.
The day starts at 5:30am no matter what. I don’t know when people will be out[1] so my thinking is that I should be ready just in case. The calls from the subbing agency start at 6, so this gives me a chance to have my computer started (to check for jobs online) and be out of the shower before that starts.
Grabbing jobs is competitive by nature. I don’t go get breakfast until my wife is out of the shower and is able to watch for jobs. When I finish making breakfast I bring it back to my computer to eat and watch for stuff.
Then I sit around watching for jobs until about 8:30. I read stuff online while I do that, or the paper. But the majority of the time is watching the page with jobs reload.
After that I get things done around the house.
From reading this I can understand how people might think it’s an easy day. But I don’t get paid if I don’t work. On a slightly more whiny note, by the time 2:00 rolls around if I haven’t worked it feels like it should be a lot later. It really throws your sense of time off.
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