RANTING/VENTING MEGATHREAD 3.0

It can help to remember that head teachers are probably not in those positions because their English is the best, or they are the best English teachers. In my experience at least, those kinds of positions go to whoever has the most seniority as a teacher, with essentially no consideration for abilities or any other qualifications.

Went to take a break for the last 20 mins of the day then I remembered that I didn't plan Wednesday's class o.o

I got told that without knowing if i'd have a budget or not, I'd have to plan and make the materials for the entire 10 day summer camp in 6 days (due tomorrow...) so I was focusing on that and forgot about Wednesday o.o

Of course I work 7 HOURS ON TUESDAYS so I won't have time tomorrow...
Luckily my wed school is severely behind so I have some extra games and activities I can recycle o.o

I blame this stupid short notice summer camp plan thing... My main school blows...

Kyndo, you got 6/8.

You were wrong on 5 and 7.

5 is piggydee, no? "Suh lay kee bo tong"? 

I feel like 7 fits more than 1 user so Idk.

5 piggydee

7 Kim Duhan

So tired of everything here. Every little thing raises my blood pressure. One more semester.

So tired of everything here. Every little thing raises my blood pressure. One more semester.

That's the spirit! Leaving here for good in 20 days. People say "the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence", in this case it's not only the grass that's greener, but nicer skies, more friendly folk that don't gawk at you rudely, and less miscommunication mishaps!

I wake up happy every morning knowing I'm leaving this God forsaken job. I've actually already given up, I teach for about 10 min then ask the kids what games they want to play - half the time they aren't even English games haha.

Better yet - the administration doesn't care at all. Talk about how much of a joke this job is...

So tired of everything here. Every little thing raises my blood pressure. One more semester.

I hear that. We live on the same street.

So tired of everything here. Every little thing raises my blood pressure. One more semester.

I hear that. We live on the same street.

When i say semester, it's only in theory. I have not told anyone, but i'm cutting my contract short. Done in mid December. No need to extend the agony past finals. Sometimes i invision myself packing up all my shit in boxes and taking them to the post office to be shipped home. I can't wait for that day.

We have a lovely passive-aggressive next door neighbor.

Every morning he goes out and sweeps outside along the street side perimeter of his house and leaves the pile of garbage right outside the gate to our house.

None of the garbage is ours, mind you, but for some reason or another he gets a kick out of doing that to us.

One of these days, I am going to force myself to eat a bunch of corn (I know how Koreans love corn) and drop a deuce right outside his gate. ;)

That reminds me, I'm actually in a kind of feud with my current neighbor. Whenever we get an advert or booklet put on our doors, my neighbor will stick whatever's on his door onto MY door instead of taking it in and throwing it away like most normal folks do.

So I stick it right back on his door. It normally goes back and forth a few times before he caves in and stops trying to force his trash on me.

In our latest spat, though, he decided to throw the advert onto the floor right in front of my door. I kicked it back over to his side. He kicked it back yesterday, so I taped it down in front of his door last night. I'm giddy with excitement to see how he'll choose to respond to that.

@basedcowboy: My guesses were pretty much in line with everyone else's. xD

During the last few minutes of my last class today, after the kiddos were all set to go in a second round of a game that requires minimal supervision, I checked my phone.

CoT beelines over and tells me not to use my phone during class except for emergencies.

I fought the urge to reply, "You must have many emergencies during EVERY class!" 

That reminds me, I'm actually in a kind of feud with my current neighbor. Whenever we get an advert or booklet put on our doors, my neighbor will stick whatever's on his door onto MY door instead of taking it in and throwing it away like most normal folks do.

So I stick it right back on his door. It normally goes back and forth a few times before he caves in and stops trying to force his trash on me.

In our latest spat, though, he decided to throw the advert onto the floor right in front of my door. I kicked it back over to his side. He kicked it back yesterday, so I taped it down in front of his door last night. I'm giddy with excitement to see how he'll choose to respond to that.

@basedcowboy: My guesses were pretty much in line with everyone else's. xD

Let us know how it goes!! I had a neighbor that did the same thing. I would usually just take them inside and throw them away. After a while (Like a couple of months), I decided that I wasn't going to do it any longer, so I put it back on his/her/their door. Needless to say, it came back, and was stuck to mine the following morning/day. So, when I got home from work the next day, I collected all of the papers sticking out of the mail boxes, all of them on the ground outside, and all of them on my way up the stairs, and I taped them all to his/her/their door. They stayed on his door for like two days. On my way out of the door to go to work the next day, he opened his at the same time (we had never seen each other before). We both started out, and he met eyes with a large and not so kind looking foreigner, so he turned back inside as if he forgot something. Maybe he wasn't uncomfortable, but I do know that from that day, there were no extra papers on my door, nor his. Life was good ~~

That reminds me, I'm actually in a kind of feud with my current neighbor. Whenever we get an advert or booklet put on our doors, my neighbor will stick whatever's on his door onto MY door instead of taking it in and throwing it away like most normal folks do.

So I stick it right back on his door. It normally goes back and forth a few times before he caves in and stops trying to force his trash on me.

In our latest spat, though, he decided to throw the advert onto the floor right in front of my door. I kicked it back over to his side. He kicked it back yesterday, so I taped it down in front of his door last night. I'm giddy with excitement to see how he'll choose to respond to that.

@basedcowboy: My guesses were pretty much in line with everyone else's. xD

I've played flyer tag before, as well.

I don't know why they enjoyed doing it so much, but I was happy to play it ;)

Some neighbors have been terrible, but this guy with his sweeping is pretty funny.

I might accidentally hose him down when I water my plants one of these mornings.

This past weekend I discovered that ALL of my clothes pins from the laundry line by my house are missing.  Over a year and no problems, then suddenly they've all up and vanished into thin air.  I am the only one who uses this laundry line.  Everyone else has their own. 

I had enough hangers to hang dry my launders in the sun but honestly, who steals clothes pins??  I really didn't think I'd have to keep clothes pins inside under lock and key 

Typical coteacher drama. I swear this woman has some personal vendetta with me. I really just want to tell her that she's a grown-ass woman and she needs to act like it. Petty comments and snide remarks and blatant attempts to undermine me in front of the class are not the way to handle any perceived issues.

Any advice on how to handle vindictive, micromanaging, supremely unhelpful coteachers welcome.

Typical coteacher drama. I swear this woman has some personal vendetta with me. I really just want to tell her that she's a grown-ass woman and she needs to act like it. Petty comments and snide remarks and blatant attempts to undermine me in front of the class are not the way to handle any perceived issues.

Any advice on how to handle vindictive, micromanaging, supremely unhelpful coteachers welcome.

A show of dominance.

What is it about some Koreans and their complete inability to understand anything less subtle than a piano falling down the stairs?

(The CT in questions' English is good enough to understand the meaning of every word I said)
(The school toilets are disgusting and my apartment is 2min walk from the school)

Me - We're done with class, I'm leaving early, I'm not feeling well?
CT - Really? What's wrong?
Me - I have a stomachache
CT - Why don't you lie down in the nurse's office?
Me - No, I have to go home now.
CT - Why don't you wait for the principal to leave, in an hour, then you can leave?
Me - I have a stomachache and I need to go home now! I can't wait an hour.
CT - The nurse's office has aircon, why don't you lie down there?
Me - (You dense mother******, if I don't leave now I'm going to **** my pants)

Same CT, on this day I'm busy adding up the scores for the 'speech contest'. I'm adding the points in the 4 scoring criterias to get a score out of 100, for 20 students. It's not challenging, just hard to do when someone is leering over our shoulder, talking and she's written down the most eligible corrections to my scores for me to re-calculate.

(I make a mistake with one of the numbers)

CT - Oh, you made a mistake, I'm also bad at math. We have to print out a new page and start over.
Me - This isn't maths, it's arithmetic, which is hard to do when someone is leaning over your shoulder, breathing in your ear and checking your calculations.
CT - oh, hahaha.
Me - ... It wasn't a joke.
CT - ..... Do you need a calculator?
Me - No, I need privacy.
CT - <leaves classroom to tell the students in the other room to settle down, comes back and leers>
Me - <sigh>... You are distracting me. Please leave me alone, I'll give it to you when I'm finished.

Typical coteacher drama. I swear this woman has some personal vendetta with me. I really just want to tell her that she's a grown-ass woman and she needs to act like it. Petty comments and snide remarks and blatant attempts to undermine me in front of the class are not the way to handle any perceived issues.

Any advice on how to handle vindictive, micromanaging, supremely unhelpful coteachers welcome.

If there was ever a time to be faultless and professional, this would be it. Dress sharp, stand up straight, keep your cool, speak eloquently and write down all the activities you'll be doing for your meticulously planned lesson.

If she wants to derail the lesson, her agenda will become obvious to even the dimmest student.

Your goal is not to actively embarrass her, with her maturity that's going to open up a massive can of worms. Your goal is to give her nothing to use against you, putting her in a
position to either cease hostilities or embarrass herself.

Alternatively, split the class time.

Hah, so this flyer thing isn't really a unique situation for me, is it? xD

Yeah, the flyer I taped down in front of his place is still there, but he's taken down another advert and tossed it on the floor in front of my door.

Seriously, the guy's an asshole. Maybe I should do what lifeisgood did. xD

Hah, so this flyer thing isn't really a unique situation for me, is it? xD

Yeah, the flyer I taped down in front of his place is still there, but he's taken down another advert and tossed it on the floor in front of my door.

Seriously, the guy's an asshole. Maybe I should do what lifeisgood did. xD

This guy's behavior is just bizarre, but I guess not uncommon. Why would someone do this in the first place? I had a neighbor who one day decided that my porch was the perfect place for his bike. And this was not a large porch. We lived in one of those old neighborhoods where three or four houses are connected. I lived on the first floor and you would have to walk past the first house on a person's left, past the stairs to go up to the second level, and then my place. The end of the walkway was blocked off by one of the rooms of my house. On the right was a little storage area and then the wall of the next building. So my neighbor decides that my porch was going to be where his bike was going to go. He sticks it right in front of my door so that I can't even open it. At first I thought perhaps he stuck it there just for a minute, so I just moved it out of the way, but it kept happening. I had no idea which neighbor was actually doing it (I lived there for three years and I didn't meet anyone you lived in that building except for a kind old lady who left after about a year of me living there and then I never met the person who moved in), so I left a note asking him to stop. He continued to leave his bike in front of my door until I threw it out into the street. I don't know if anything on it broke, but he stopped leaving his bike in front of my door.