I feel unemployed. I'm not, not techincally anyway. I'm back in Melbourne and yet to secure a full-time job so I'm doing CRT work (Casual Teaching). No shame in it, it pays alright and keeps me afloat financially. It's just painful, everyday I have to get up 6:30, shower, breakfast, make a pack-lunch, coffee, poop and then... wait.
Wait for the phone to ring, and I'm thankful if it does because it means money. But it also means driving to some school I've never been to before, being overly nice to administrators and teachers I've never met before, and teaching kids I'll never see again.
The actual teaching part I don't mind, you're only there a day, I try to make it vaguely fun and step on any child who wants to have too much of a good time. But the being nice to everybody part, that is starting to wear, and wear fast.
I'm not a complete grump, don't get me wrong, but nicing (It's a word) everybody takes energy which I don't get back. Smile and the world smiles back at you? In a school this is not really the case. Teachers don't want you to waste their time and administrators in schools are either awesome and really helpful (20%) or poorly trained, badly dressed sock puppets that can't even work their email (80%), so there's bugger all chance of them helping you.
Fingers crossed I get permanent job soon, then I can bitch, moan, have no time and rag on any CRT that comes my way. I might even be sick and leave no planning or advice that one student likes to get bitey. That'll be the day.
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