Today was better. We're all a little tired of another day of presentations and school-approved notetaking methods, and I don't blame them, but I try to liven it up with pop quizzes. (Sadly, not kidding.)
I was going to have part of a movie (very presentation-related) and some (also presentation-related) crossword puzzles tomorrow to give the kids a break plus review practice before all of this incoming info starts hitting brick walls of over-saturation, but my boss popped in today (I don't know why), and I get so paranoid that we need to be silent and doing things the average sub couldn't do.
It may seem like I've lost sight of the goal, but I really haven't. (Wait, the goal is to look busy, right? This is hard for me because when my students actually are busy, it tends to look like chaos.)
Another round of transfers was posted. There is an opening at one school that is always in hot demand, and which (like all sensible area people) I wouldn't mind trying. I think. Not sure. The commute would be a little better, and the ELL/gangsta situation would be a lot better, but even I know it would come with its own problems. The devil you know and all that.
But, feeling defiant and daring the universe to go ahead, see if it can kick me down a little further, because this gravel imprint on my cheek isn't impressing anyone, I called up and expressed interest.
They took my name, number, and school for "the log" and told me that IF I was called for an interview, I should bring my license, HQ letter (it's a No Child Left Behind thing), and a copy of my most recent evaluation. No resume.
The secretary then made some more words about IF I was called for an interview (most of which were blocked out by my school's secretary making a very loud and prolonged announcement over the PA just at that moment, and this woman was too snooty already for me to feel comfortable asking her to repeat when I think I got the gist), and all I'm wondering is how they know who to pick if all they have is your name, number, and school. Supposedly they don't talk to supervisors until after the interview. Maybe they look you up in a district database and count your years of experience?
(Reese, re your last comment, it's a good thought, but the school didn't offer any athletics or extracurriculars, so they wouldn't have gone for a coach. Good suggestion, though. I know most of our social studies jobs here seem to be tied to coaching, for sure!)
I don't think anything will come of it because, again, it's uber-popular, plus I'm not excited about this school in its own right. It would just be an interesting change, and as much as I dread going into a situation that may end up being worse (and wouldn't assuage that with at least a more convenient location), I feel like I should seek out something new or I'll have no grounds for complaint if next year is as bad as this one. (Like I should have done last year, when they were practically giving away jobs around the corner.)
Anyway, I'm not anywhere near as blue as I was yesterday. I'm probably not even cyan. The day went fine. I'm just really, really tired on the inside. Summer looks very short from here. I can't believe tomorrow (today, but who's counting) is Friday. Fridays are now just that unpleasant reminder that there is a stupid weekend standing between me and my ability to check off another work day before the year ends.
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