Moved into a new office today, one that is earthquake safe, and has a kitchen, and even windows! (Old office had exactly two windows at the far end of the room)
I'd like to thank @Kresslack for being a completely ballin' dude and helping me fix a problem with my computer that I've not been able to fix for near 5 months. Hurrah!
@Lianca sent me a hooded scarf and a neck cowl and they are -amazing-. Timing is also perfect, since it's snowing again today. Will post pics when I have more time.
EDIT: ohmygosh, I just discovered that the scarf has pockets and one of them was holding a crocheted mouse. Really wish I had time to take another picture, but I am going to be late.
________________________ The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
After all the confusion this morning, I still ended up working my first day as a substitute teacher.
It was miserable and loved every minute of it.
I was late because the system called me so late, to begin with. There were no lesson plans, even though the message said there were. I even had another teacher check over my teacher's plan book to make sure I wasn't just missing them! I winged it pretty hard, and it went terribly.
The class was a mixed second AND third grade class. I didn't even know that was a thing that could happen. None of the children could focus for longer than two minutes, and by the end of the day I had gone from "Hi, I'm Mr. NiceTeacher, and I'm looking for my best students today!" to "Sit the goddamn fuck down, don't move, and put the fucking gluestick away before I duct tape you to the ceiling, you brat." No, I didn't say these things, but I did have to be far more firm than should ever be necessary. I felt bad, but it didn't matter regardless; even with being as strict and firm as I can possibly manage, the students just would not listen.
We did, however, manage to get work done, somehow! The children did a math worksheet for me, a writing assignment, were AMAZING in the computer lab (probably because it was a free day there for them), and I managed to have them all read aloud a small booklet on Antarctica. We talked about why your tongue gets stuck to a pole in the winter, and they loved it.
So here I am, picking up the room, feeling like a total failure because nothing substantial got done. The room is a disaster area. I filled out my sub form for the teacher, and explained that the children were incredibly rowdy, but I couldn't really blame them because of all the disorganization of the day. I fill out the county's sub form for the principal, then take it to her on my way out.
That's when the principal and the counselor (who was in the room next to me all day - we shared a wall) lauded me for doing so well. I was floored, because I was exhausted and felt like a total failure. The counselor told the principal that she listened in to me all day and was incredibly surprised at how well I handled it for my first day subbing. The principal smiles a big smile and thanks me with that "please dear god come back I need you so much" look in her eyes, and explains the problems with the particular class I had today. Apparently, aside from the class have noted discipline problems (not the teacher's fault, but the children's, mind), it's a mixed grade class which inherently makes it a special situation (and that's why it was so strange to me that I was dealing with second and third graders). Not only that, but she said at least half the kids were special education students with discipline problems. What? Really? I mean, that makes sense, but... what? They both said I clearly handled it remarkably well, and the teachers who were saw me with them in the hallway also commented on how well I handled them.
I am so proud, happy, and fulfilled right now that I don't mind not having time to eat lunch, drink a sip of water all day, or the massive head-thumping head ache I had when I got home. And I have a picture of a hand turkey, two little paper signs, and a badge that says "super hero" that various kids made me today. So that's a thing, I guess.
Oh. One last thing. I made a little girl cry today. She sobbed so hard her shirt was stained with tears and snot. Don't fuck me with.
[2:41:24 AM] Kenway: I bet you smell like evergreen trees and you could wrestle boreal mammals but they'd rather just cuddle you
@kuy - grats on your first day. Are you certified just for elementary or can you do middle/high school as well? I'd be glad to share my beginning-of-class schpeal with you.
With tiny humans, everyone is 'friends' and 'boys and girls' and it's CONSTANT redirection, tying of shoes, and bathroom perms. I think it's inexcusable that the teacher didn't leave plans, especially if it's a mixed SpEd class. Not cool. Were that me, I wouldn't go back for that teacher. Subbing doesn't pay enough to deal with bullshit headaches like that.
@kuy - grats on your first day. Are you certified just for elementary or can you do middle/high school as well? I'd be glad to share my beginning-of-class schpeal with you.
With tiny humans, everyone is 'friends' and 'boys and girls' and it's CONSTANT redirection, tying of shoes, and bathroom perms. I think it's inexcusable that the teacher didn't leave plans, especially if it's a mixed SpEd class. Not cool. Were that me, I wouldn't go back for that teacher. Subbing doesn't pay enough to deal with bullshit headaches like that.
It really wasn't that bad! I'm fairly certain she thought she had laid out plans. They just all got shufflefucked because of the countless snowdays recently!
And yup, I'm certified K-12!
[2:41:24 AM] Kenway: I bet you smell like evergreen trees and you could wrestle boreal mammals but they'd rather just cuddle you
Initially, I just tl;dr'd your long post, as I do most awkwardly long posts. However, I remembered that you had recently become a substitute teacher, so I decided to read it.
Back story: The worst class I ever had in high school was my 10th grade English class. The teacher was terrible and basically punished the only students that actually did their work by grading it very harshly. I was one of 3-4 students that did any work (others turned in nothing [I wish I was kidding]). Every now and again, the teacher, also a coach, would have to be away for games. Naturally, we'd have a substitute teacher. Well, with how -horrible- the class was with the teacher actually there, anyone could infer that it would be lolplzbejoking with a sub there. Multiple substitute teachers refused to sub for that class again, several quit subbing altogether, and a few were actually fired on the spot at the school.
That said, I know how bad it can be, I witnessed it first hand. Please do everything you can not to say "this is bullshit" and leave a classroom (it happened).
I spoke with the sub in the hallway, for whatever reason, while he waited for the principal to come relieve him of his duties, and he told me, "I'm glad I figured it out this early; I can still do other things... Subbing is not for everyone, some students are just assholes."
I don't think he could have been more right. There are a lot of bastards out there that will make your job suck as much as they can. Your job is important, kick ass at it (not literally, or you'll probably go to jail).
P.S. The English teacher got fired at the end of the year because of how terrible her 3rd period class was (my class) and how little she did about it.
So, I bought a fountain pen because dem some classy sumbitches. I wrote 3 essays and took a ton of notes with it and ran out of ink within 8 days of receiving it. I was a little irritated that it was so short lived, because I thought extra ink cartridges would be pricey (turns out it's 12 cartridges for $4.40). So I called the company...
Hands down the best company I have ever had the pleasure of interacting with (sorry IRE). I spoke with Katy on the phone, who was the most enthusiastic, spunky, and day-brightening people I have ever spoken to. I can't rave enough about how awesome my experience with them was. You should all buy something from them. I ended up buying a year's supply of ink for my pen, and a few notebooks (also classy as hell).
Do yourself a favor, buy a pen from them.
www.gouletpens.com
I bought the gold Pilot - Metropolitan. It is my favorite pen ever. I'm buying 2 more just because (also I want a red and blue pen).
Oh, also. Your shipping invoice will have a hand-written note on it from whoever filled the order. In the box you'll find a little card that says "I packed your order with a slightly ridiculous amount of care to make sure that the writing products you love would arrive safely today. I'd love to hear what you think about how I've done at: www.gouletpens.com/packing" and a little tootsie roll pop with it.
@Kuy: I'm so glad you handled it well. I remember having a similar (though a little less crazy than yours I think) experience after my second graders. It taught me I don't have as much patience for the little humans as I might need. I've mostly stuck to middle schoolers since, though I do occasionally do music elementary schools. I highly suggest those. They are a lot of fun usually, and good breaks from the "normal" classes.
Keep it up, don't give up! Also I'm glad you don't care about making them cry because man, that breaks my heart too much. I need to toughen up with the tiny ones.
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
So, I bought a fountain pen because dem some classy sumbitches. I wrote 3 essays and took a ton of notes with it and ran out of ink within 8 days of receiving it. I was a little irritated that it was so short lived, because I thought extra ink cartridges would be pricey (turns out it's 12 cartridges for $4.40). So I called the company...
Hands down the best company I have ever had the pleasure of interacting with (sorry IRE). I spoke with Katy on the phone, who was the most enthusiastic, spunky, and day-brightening people I have ever spoken to. I can't rave enough about how awesome my experience with them was. You should all buy something from them. I ended up buying a year's supply of ink for my pen, and a few notebooks (also classy as hell).
Do yourself a favor, buy a pen from them.
www.gouletpens.com
I bought the gold Pilot - Metropolitan. It is my favorite pen ever. I'm buying 2 more just because (also I want a red and blue pen).
Oh, also. Your shipping invoice will have a hand-written note on it from whoever filled the order. In the box you'll find a little card that says "I packed your order with a slightly ridiculous amount of care to make sure that the writing products you love would arrive safely today. I'd love to hear what you think about how I've done at: www.gouletpens.com/packing" and a little tootsie roll pop with it.
after getting my first fountain pen, I never looked back. (yeah I have a couple ballpoints for those carbon filling papers... siiiigh the life of teaching) What you want to look at is a plunger cartridge and an ink well. $20 USD will last you at least 5 years in ink. speaking of... I need to go do a refill!
uhhh no, my husband would -not- be amused by that. PENS DAMNIT NOT PENIS :P
Wait why not penis?
I also would like to rave about penis, lord knows I can't live without it. Thank you all for your generous donations in my direction. I will cherish it always, not back to our regularly scheduled raving. But first, I would like to say that I got bad OOC news today about a good internet friend of mine leaving the game and it makes me sad. I would like to OOC rave about all of the fun OOC stuff we did together and the OOC fun we had in P9, with all the mild crazies to our very highly intelligent crazy. Writing that event with you was fun, and I now wonder if we ever will get a response to it. Probably not, but I can rave about helping and having fun doing it.
I'd say why, but that'd be revealing on my part. :-\"
Raveytime. Son got Student of the Month, gonna get his award tomorrow. It got me thinking... I don't think any of my old schools did that. I know I got the Dean's List in the HS I graduated from, but nothing like this.
And so much yarn to play with. Rose Field blanket that's in the works. Scarves and maybe a pretty granny-square blanket too. SO MUCH YARN
My friend from Mexico went to visit family for a month for the holidays and brought me back a 14-pack of Modafinil. This is the most glorious thing in the world. I have had no caffeine (went without for a day to properly test it), took it at 10am EST and am still very alert, no jitters, focus is king, and I'm in a better mood. I'm not a huge fan of the 'fix everything with chemicals' school of thought, but if there was a medication tailor-made for me this is it. The best part is I can feel that if I wanted to call it quits and go to bed, I'd have no problem falling asleep.
Now, since I don't have the ability to send her down to Mexico every two weeks, does anyone know a reliable source of this stuff that doesn't cost an arm and a leg? Retail pharmacy costs for this shit is like $200.00+ and you need a doctor's prescription. I don't even have a -doctor-. You can order it online from overseas, but I'm leery since I've been unable to get anyone I trust to vet the quality/safety of that kind of stuff.
Had a super shit incident at work. There was 3 emergency jobs all linked together they had to shut and flush a line out giving us a window of an hour to do our work. Two of us went to job#1, had to wait 20 minutes for the maintenance crew to prep for us. Or order was to confirm results form the previous tech. We did and went to job#2 which another tech was having trouble on. They were still prepping that job as well so we discussed for 5 minutes what was happening and decided another testing method would be more appropriate for what they wanted even though it took a little longer. We confirmed it was okay, I stayed at the job, my apprentice went to grab materials and the other tech went to do the third job. Suddenly a superintendent comes charging down (the one who had okay'd the change in test) saying he didn't okay it and he wanted the other test done. We try to confirm it and he says no a completely third test never EVER FUCKING MENTIONED is required. We do the job he takes on a requirement for job#1 so we have to run back and do that before they switch everything back online. AFTER ALL THAT DICKING AROUND we go back to the office were there is a complaint waiting for us that there was 4 NDT techs standing around watching a maintenance supervisor buff a weld
tldr: people dicking us about jobs and not giving full information, then changing their minds all in very very very tight timeframe then lodging complaints.
Why is this a rave? My supervisor sent me a message just before. The email fired off to everyone with the bitching says there was four techs standing around. There was only 3 onsite that day. Of the names they gave one had not been onsite all week. The picture they attached as their prove is actually me (the NDT) and three of their crew standing around. Noone on the NDT crew is CTO'd to operate powertools on site and would be kicked offsite if they even picked up a buff. AIN'T OUR FAULT YOUR SUPERVISOR ACTUALLY ROLLED UP HIS SLEEVES TO GET URGENT WORK DONE. THAT'S A FUCKING GOOD SUPERVISOR IN MY BOOK. JUST BECAUSE YOU FUCKED UP YOUR WORK REQUESTS DON'T MEAN YOU CAN PIN IT ON US YOU BASTARD. SEE IF WE DO ANY URGENT WORK FOR YOU AGAIN.
@Trilliana , @Kuy and @Berenene . You three are goddamn hilarious, I sat here reading these posts and couldn't stop laughing for fifteen minutes. Me being drunk might have made it a bit more easy to make me laugh.
another rave : FREE DRINKS, WOOHOO
Aurora says, "Tharvis, why are you always breaking things?!" Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh." Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
So, I often find myself missing my college town, campus, and friends. Then I go to the chinese place in town and remember the only good thing about living here.
The buffet place charges the same price for dine in or carry out. All the chinese places in my college town started charging carry out by the pound because we college students learned to apply geometry to the carry out boxes.
$7.41 looks like this:
[2:41:24 AM] Kenway: I bet you smell like evergreen trees and you could wrestle boreal mammals but they'd rather just cuddle you
So yesterday my cat was out soaking in the sun on the back porch cause it was so nice out. Well, my landlord lives in a little in-law house in the back and she's the sweetest old lady ever, but she has this crappy mini-pincher dog, and he ended up running my cat down the street in a panic. I ran after them, but cats are fast and jump high and stuff. I was calling for her, and then I hear the landlord's little rat dog barking and growling again, so I run back and see my cat on this 8ft. chain-link fence out in the far back (we live backed up to a highschool. Keeps the little hooligans away!) and she is pretty clumsy and I saw her slipping on it and was like ...crap she's gonna gut herself... but she ended up jumping off and I couldn't tell which way she went, into the highschool yard or into the neighbor's yard. So I spent a good deal of my day looking for her to no avail. Didn't know if she was injured or so dumb that she got lost or what. I was getting kind of emotional last night over it (My husband pointed and laughed at me and said "You lost our cat! Muahahaha! - He was joking but it actually made me fel bad). She's a pretty shitty cat, but it's my job to keep her safe and I was failing. Even though she's pretty shitty and tries to eat my hands, I have come to really like having her around anyways.
Well, at about 1:30am I qq'd, got a flashlight and decided to make one last neighborhood sweep. We had been going out and calling for her but I wanted to make sure I looked while it was really quiet out, in case she was meowing in pain or something. Well, I looked all over and I'm surprised nobody called the cops on me, lurking around at such an hour. Anyways, I called it a night and got a bit choked up and decided to head back home, defeated. Well, about 4 houses down from my house... I found that little punk ... with another cat. So! My rave is I found my cat and feel totally relieved! AND I BET THERE ARE GONNA BE KITTENS EVERYWHERE SOON!!! :x :x :x
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So will some of your kids
EDIT: ohmygosh, I just discovered that the scarf has pockets and one of them was holding a crocheted mouse. Really wish I had time to take another picture, but I am going to be late.
The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
The worst class I ever had in high school was my 10th grade English class. The teacher was terrible and basically punished the only students that actually did their work by grading it very harshly. I was one of 3-4 students that did any work (others turned in nothing [I wish I was kidding]). Every now and again, the teacher, also a coach, would have to be away for games. Naturally, we'd have a substitute teacher. Well, with how -horrible- the class was with the teacher actually there, anyone could infer that it would be lolplzbejoking with a sub there. Multiple substitute teachers refused to sub for that class again, several quit subbing altogether, and a few were actually fired on the spot at the school.
I bought the gold Pilot - Metropolitan. It is my favorite pen ever. I'm buying 2 more just because (also I want a red and blue pen).
Keep it up, don't give up! Also I'm glad you don't care about making them cry because man, that breaks my heart too much. I need to toughen up with the tiny ones.
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
I also would like to rave about penis, lord knows I can't live without it. Thank you all for your generous donations in my direction. I will cherish it always, not back to our regularly scheduled raving. But first, I would like to say that I got bad OOC news today about a good internet friend of mine leaving the game and it makes me sad. I would like to OOC rave about all of the fun OOC stuff we did together and the OOC fun we had in P9, with all the mild crazies to our very highly intelligent crazy. Writing that event with you was fun, and I now wonder if we ever will get a response to it. Probably not, but I can rave about helping and having fun doing it.
I have undressed a god.
I'd say why, but that'd be revealing on my part. :-\"
Raveytime. Son got Student of the Month, gonna get his award tomorrow. It got me thinking... I don't think any of my old schools did that. I know I got the Dean's List in the HS I graduated from, but nothing like this.
And so much yarn to play with. Rose Field blanket that's in the works. Scarves and maybe a pretty granny-square blanket too. SO MUCH YARN
Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
I was calling for her, and then I hear the landlord's little rat dog barking and growling again, so I run back and see my cat on this 8ft. chain-link fence out in the far back (we live backed up to a highschool. Keeps the little hooligans away!) and she is pretty clumsy and I saw her slipping on it and was like ...crap she's gonna gut herself... but she ended up jumping off and I couldn't tell which way she went, into the highschool yard or into the neighbor's yard. So I spent a good deal of my day looking for her to no avail. Didn't know if she was injured or so dumb that she got lost or what.
I was getting kind of emotional last night over it (My husband pointed and laughed at me and said "You lost our cat! Muahahaha! - He was joking but it actually made me fel bad). She's a pretty shitty cat, but it's my job to keep her safe and I was failing. Even though she's pretty shitty and tries to eat my hands, I have come to really like having her around anyways.
Well, at about 1:30am I qq'd, got a flashlight and decided to make one last neighborhood sweep. We had been going out and calling for her but I wanted to make sure I looked while it was really quiet out, in case she was meowing in pain or something. Well, I looked all over and I'm surprised nobody called the cops on me, lurking around at such an hour. Anyways, I called it a night and got a bit choked up and decided to head back home, defeated. Well, about 4 houses down from my house... I found that little punk ... with another cat. So! My rave is I found my cat and feel totally relieved! AND I BET THERE ARE GONNA BE KITTENS EVERYWHERE SOON!!!
:x :x :x