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Where I Call Myself A Dumbass and Try Not To Get Fired

So I’ve been a high-school teacher for a little over a month now and…well, you know how they say you never really understand someone’s situation until you’ve walked a mile in their shoes? Yeah, I’ve walked a marathon and can now see my piggies wiggling through the shoe. That said, to all high school teachers out there and most especially my own from way back when, God bless you ladies and gents.

In a moment of what I know recognize to be utter stupidity (certain people make keep sarcasm to themselves here, they know who they are) I thought “why not?” and decided to keep my full-time job at the restaurant. I figure if I could do it while working with the firsties, what difference would 3 days and three extra hours make?

Were it possible, I would go back in time and pop myself in the mouth.

Never let it be said that I am not headstrong at times. Basically it took me having several minor panic attacks and one painfully uncomfortable conversation with a more-than-slightly concerned boss to see the light. So Friday night, I worked the bar for the last time and said goodbye to the job I’ve held since I first came to Chapel Thrills. The extra cash was nice but thankfully, I don’t need it nor is it worth me having zero life outside of work, my internship, and classes.

Speaking of the internship, teaching high schoolers and especially seniors has been a rather…interesting experience this past month. A few slackers, one or two kids in need of a swift kick in the ass, but all in all a good bunch of sarcastic lunatics. Just my kind of people. So far the only somewhat-serious incident was a kid in my freshmen class who came in drunk and with some JD in a thermos.

Can you all keep a secret? It took every ounce of willpower in my body to keep a straight face while I walked them to the office. Especially when they began to talk about the porn parody of Sarah Palin along with rather amusing hand gestures. See, I can be an adult if I have to. I at least waited until I was in a bathroom to laugh long and hard.

This is going to be a fun year.

If I don’t get fired first.

Here’s hoping.

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  1. October 5, 2009 at 9:11 AM

    Hang in there bro! I know the joys (?) of the 2 jobs and giving one up.

    I miss working in the restaraunt yeah, but I think I’m going to enjoy have something resembling a life again.

  2. October 5, 2009 at 9:14 AM

    Ha! Kids are something else. I am constantly trying to hide my laughter from them. And I work with special needs kids, so I have to try extra hard. Good luck with everything. I bet you’re an excellent teacher!

    I’ve been keeping a notebook of some great nuggets I hear from them that I’m thinking about posting in lists later on, it’ll be awesome. Thank you Akirah and I would like to think I am.

  3. October 5, 2009 at 11:04 AM

    Oh I miss teaching HS so much. It’s always the adventure.

    Every day is pretty much something new.

  4. October 5, 2009 at 3:42 PM

    So great to finally hear from you!! I debated texting, but wasn’t sure.

    Anyway, high school, huh? I’d never make it out alive as a teacher… Ha. Sounds like an interesting bunch, for sure. Best of luck darlin’. I’m sure you’re doing a fabulous job.

  5. Wenchy
    October 7, 2009 at 3:46 AM

    I don’t think I would cope!

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