OH BOY HERE WE GOI got almost all the way to school and realized my key wasn't in my pocket. Turned around and walked the 20 mins back, got the key. My fault, it's fine.Head to the taxi stand to save some time and as I was getting up to the last taxi, this older woman hopped in and off they went. That's fine, I can use the exercise.Walk the 20 mins to school, rocking up 30 mins later than normal so I can't get lunch. But it's cool, I grabbed a kimbap from the corner store knowing I'd miss it. Did not expect to have rocked up smack dab in the middle of an evacuation drill. I actually have no idea what to do in case of emergency, they seemingly forget to tell me every single time we have a drill. That's fine, whatever.Start prepping my materials, my external decided to brick itself. 1TB of data just in limbo right now. Getting to be less cool.As I'm prepping physical materials for my youngest class, with scissors in my hand and glue on the desk, my MT breezes through the doors and drops a stack of about 50 papers on my table. She got them last week and just...forgot to tell me that I needed to hand write every single lesson plan I've done since school started and submit them. Really starting to be not that cool anymore.Oh, by the way you need to come with me NOW and attend club meetings. Cue being pulled upstairs to be teased with illustration club and then given the ole switcharoo and tossed into traditional Korean drumming club who happen to be in the middle of their choreography for a drumming routine. Put in the middle of the room with sticks, no clue what I'm meant to be doing as my MT is playing hovering paparazzi while I flounder and take up their time with my presence.I'm extremely embarrassed to be wasting their time, having everyone stare at me wondering why I'm there and why I can't play the drums and why the teacher is struggling in English trying to explain. My face is burning hot and I'm so embarrassed I'm almost in tears before the teacher says "you can stand, picture is ok" and I stand off to the side hiding my face as they breeze through their moves.Because I was stuck in the club lamenting my life choices, I couldn't finish prepping materials for the next class that was a grueling 80 minutes.How was your day?
Quote from: StillInKorea on April 17, 2018, 07:34:17 pmQuote from: Bingsu on April 17, 2018, 06:34:04 pmOH BOY HERE WE GOI got almost all the way to school and realized my key wasn't in my pocket. Turned around and walked the 20 mins back, got the key. My fault, it's fine.Head to the taxi stand to save some time and as I was getting up to the last taxi, this older woman hopped in and off they went. That's fine, I can use the exercise.Walk the 20 mins to school, rocking up 30 mins later than normal so I can't get lunch. But it's cool, I grabbed a kimbap from the corner store knowing I'd miss it. Did not expect to have rocked up smack dab in the middle of an evacuation drill. I actually have no idea what to do in case of emergency, they seemingly forget to tell me every single time we have a drill. That's fine, whatever.Start prepping my materials, my external decided to brick itself. 1TB of data just in limbo right now. Getting to be less cool.As I'm prepping physical materials for my youngest class, with scissors in my hand and glue on the desk, my MT breezes through the doors and drops a stack of about 50 papers on my table. She got them last week and just...forgot to tell me that I needed to hand write every single lesson plan I've done since school started and submit them. Really starting to be not that cool anymore.Oh, by the way you need to come with me NOW and attend club meetings. Cue being pulled upstairs to be teased with illustration club and then given the ole switcharoo and tossed into traditional Korean drumming club who happen to be in the middle of their choreography for a drumming routine. Put in the middle of the room with sticks, no clue what I'm meant to be doing as my MT is playing hovering paparazzi while I flounder and take up their time with my presence.I'm extremely embarrassed to be wasting their time, having everyone stare at me wondering why I'm there and why I can't play the drums and why the teacher is struggling in English trying to explain. My face is burning hot and I'm so embarrassed I'm almost in tears before the teacher says "you can stand, picture is ok" and I stand off to the side hiding my face as they breeze through their moves.Because I was stuck in the club lamenting my life choices, I couldn't finish prepping materials for the next class that was a grueling 80 minutes.How was your day?I'm sorry that you're being treated so badly. You really need to find it withing yourself to just say NO to the teachers at your school. Their constant demands are ridiculous.Bingsu,You need to grow a backbone. This whole culture is built on stronger vs weaker. The weaker you appear, the more shit they will give you. You just need to say no. They won't know what to do with that answer cause every one of their "inferiors" has said yes!....Fight for your right!! Don't stand for bullshit!
Quote from: Bingsu on April 17, 2018, 06:34:04 pmOH BOY HERE WE GOI got almost all the way to school and realized my key wasn't in my pocket. Turned around and walked the 20 mins back, got the key. My fault, it's fine.Head to the taxi stand to save some time and as I was getting up to the last taxi, this older woman hopped in and off they went. That's fine, I can use the exercise.Walk the 20 mins to school, rocking up 30 mins later than normal so I can't get lunch. But it's cool, I grabbed a kimbap from the corner store knowing I'd miss it. Did not expect to have rocked up smack dab in the middle of an evacuation drill. I actually have no idea what to do in case of emergency, they seemingly forget to tell me every single time we have a drill. That's fine, whatever.Start prepping my materials, my external decided to brick itself. 1TB of data just in limbo right now. Getting to be less cool.As I'm prepping physical materials for my youngest class, with scissors in my hand and glue on the desk, my MT breezes through the doors and drops a stack of about 50 papers on my table. She got them last week and just...forgot to tell me that I needed to hand write every single lesson plan I've done since school started and submit them. Really starting to be not that cool anymore.Oh, by the way you need to come with me NOW and attend club meetings. Cue being pulled upstairs to be teased with illustration club and then given the ole switcharoo and tossed into traditional Korean drumming club who happen to be in the middle of their choreography for a drumming routine. Put in the middle of the room with sticks, no clue what I'm meant to be doing as my MT is playing hovering paparazzi while I flounder and take up their time with my presence.I'm extremely embarrassed to be wasting their time, having everyone stare at me wondering why I'm there and why I can't play the drums and why the teacher is struggling in English trying to explain. My face is burning hot and I'm so embarrassed I'm almost in tears before the teacher says "you can stand, picture is ok" and I stand off to the side hiding my face as they breeze through their moves.Because I was stuck in the club lamenting my life choices, I couldn't finish prepping materials for the next class that was a grueling 80 minutes.How was your day?I'm sorry that you're being treated so badly. You really need to find it withing yourself to just say NO to the teachers at your school. Their constant demands are ridiculous.
My favorite thing EVER is when I have a game prepared that involves groups, and I when I tell my students to group up, there's the awkward pause. And then my co-teacher says "I don't think they want groups because they don't like each other." There goes my lesson.
CoT was just like "Oh well, we can't do anything," and that was the end of it.
WTF is it with people thinking native speakers are the weakest link that they can take advantage of?The cupboards for slippers were reorganised such that I didn't have one. As a result, I got to work on Tuesday to find another teacher's slippers on top of mine. I immediately found a Korean English teacher and let her know how pissed I was. That worked, because the shoe cupboards were rearranged so that I had one by lunch.Today, I get to work to find them rearranged again, although this time I do have a cupboard. However, there is already a pair of women's shoes and guest slippers in there. They are now on the floor, and they are going to be moved ever increasing distances from the shoe cupboard each time I find them in there. Or maybe I'll just wear my shoes.Too many foreign teachers act like pathetic little mice in Korea. I wish people would make Koreans realise they can't screw us around just because we don't fit into their retarded 10th century hierarchy.
so i took it upon myself to wear my sneakers both inside, outside, walking home, to the store etc. you threw out my shoes, so what choice do i have...right? definitely not buying a new pair for them to throw out again. take my passive aggressive wrath.
Quote from: jmnegr2 on April 18, 2018, 11:03:44 amso i took it upon myself to wear my sneakers both inside, outside, walking home, to the store etc. you threw out my shoes, so what choice do i have...right? definitely not buying a new pair for them to throw out again. take my passive aggressive wrath.Really bad idea. Suck it up and buy a new pair.
That's petty. Better to behave in a professional and dignified fashion.
Make 1 lesson plan. Change title and dates on copies. Hand em in. !00% not gonna even get looked at.
Just copy and past sections of Wikipedia.
Quote from: JVPrice on April 18, 2018, 07:49:45 amMy favorite thing EVER is when I have a game prepared that involves groups, and I when I tell my students to group up, there's the awkward pause. And then my co-teacher says "I don't think they want groups because they don't like each other." There goes my lesson. More like "I didn't ask them to like it, I told them to group up."It's nuts that just not listening to the teacher seems so commonly accepted here. Last week there was a student who wouldn't stop sleeping. My CoT told me the kid was feeling sick, so I asked if he had been to the nurses office. He asked, and the kid said no. I told the kid to go to the nurses office, he said no. My CoT told him to, he said no. CoT was like "Welp, he doesn't want to go." I said "He's a child. We're his teachers. It doesn't matter what he wants to do." CoT was just like "Oh well, we can't do anything," and that was the end of it.