March 24, 2005
surly senior
surly senior
I did some substitute teaching today at a high school. Generally I "taught" (handed out worksheets) to tenth graders. In one class we did work together. In that class one fellow wrote on the board, "I like to dip my balls in vinegar."
I said to him, "I don't think that's a good idea." He was erasing at the time. He didn't think I was talking to him. I asked how his work was going and he quickly wrote, "I love Steve." I said, "How's question two working out for you?"
He panicked and said, "I was just writing to Steve..."
Steve said, "She already saw it, man."
He said, "What?"
I said, "You like to dip your balls in vinegar."
He cackled like a very silly person. He said it was the funniest damned thing he'd ever heard. Then he wrote it again. I told him not to do it...it was likely to be a bit painful...proximity to mucosal membranes...
I didn't say anything about pickling. Although that's funny, too.
I think I liked that class best, although they were problematic...I just thought they were funny.
But the seniors...little bastards. Do people who are older than I am think I'm as much of a goofball as I think these people are? Do people who are ten years older than I am look at me and think, "Oh please let her not stay like this for the rest of her life because she's incredibly stupid!" Of course not! Well, maybe not as much...
I made one guy sit in the corner because he was bothering me. I asked another girl to please be quiet about eight hundred times and she was simply a pain in the ass the entire time. In my notes I wrote, "She was really unpleasant." I think that might make the teacher laugh. I bet he already knows about that little facet of her personality. Maybe he'll think I'm super observant.
And, despite the really unpleasant young woman, I really like this substitute teaching thing. I get lost in the schools each time. So I'm learning too! About maps and pickled testicles...
