A half day

I can mark another Middle school off my list. Those people are so unorganized. My right hand is hurting and I'm not sure why.....not like I hit anything with it. But nobody knew a sub was coming in from 1-4, and I was being given the 3rd degree by some little office chick...until I saw my name on a yellow sub slip lying on the counter. So, then she told me where the classroom was -- no map or anything. Told me the teacher was in his class with a class and would be able to give me his lesson plans. Got there - a long walk. And no teacher, no kids, no unlocked door. Hung out there til a couple of bells had rung. Tried calling the Main Office with my cell phone and kept getting a message that Verizon can't call that number. I have Sprint, not Verizon. But maybe the school board locks out cell phones??? Anyway, finally walk all the way back and then I'm told that the teacher is on his planning period and that I need to go to the café to get his class. And she will call a janitor to unlock the classroom. So I go to the Café, make my way thru the hoards of kids  to the teacher with the mic in the middle of the café, tell him I'm there for Dr. Chipolte's class and guess what. No one responds when the guy calls out for them. So back to the class I go. 

There's a whole bunch...like 100 kids sitting in the hall and I'm praying, Dear God....not 100! Surely NOT 100 kids on that attendance sheet. Finally, I ask some little boy what class he is in and what teacher he's waiting for. He's intimated....says "me?" looking all scared. I say "no not you. Yes, you. All of you." He says "Coach" somebody. But then this cop black mixed woman-might be a man, asks if I need something. I tell her my story. She asks what she can do to help, has keys in her hand, so I say "unlock my door??" She says "Ok. Do you want it unlocked and locked back or unlocked and left unlocked. Cuz if I unlock it but lock it back, it will be locked, but if I unlock it and leave it unlocked, it will be unlocked." I'm like "Seriously???" I say "unlock it, let me in and then lock it behind me." And then I say, "Thank you Ma`am," and then look real quick to see if there is evidence of breasts or bra, cuz suddenly I'm not so sure she is female. Never did see. She didn't seem pissed that I referred to her in the feminine, so I figured all is well.

Can't find lesson plans. Not real lesson plans. A couple of sentences that end up passing as lesson plans.... Beautiful huge classroom. About the size of 4 of Forest Hill's classrooms put together. Beautiful workstations on 2 sides, all with computers. Another side of the classroom has faux medical rooms with hospital beds, wheel chairs, bedpan chairs, etc. and then there are glass-enclosed offices beyond the medical room setup. No one in those. But pretty soon, the bell rings again and kids begin coming. Bummer! In the meantime, the janitor unlocks the door. :) 5th period is pretty bad...I have to yell a lot to even be able to take roll. Got a DVD put in for those who don't feel like doing their classwork...I've got kids climbing around under workstations playing hide and seek.. 6th hour is a little better, although 1 computer gets some kind of disease and is continually rebooting. A keyboard hits the floor and little buttons go flying across the floor, and a set of headphones crashes onto a workstation...

7th hour starts off well. Am patting myself on the back that I incorporated what I learned in 5 & 6 and so 7 will be a breeze. It is pretty much til about the last 20 minutes. Then, a little hispanic boy wants to get rude and ends up calling me a long line of profane endearments. I'm willing to forgive, but tell him to see me after class. About that time, the mature looking male that has been playing with 3 of the more mature looking girls ... well a little bird tells me he doesn't even belong in my class and they are getting loud, drumming on tables, won't stop....and Mr. Profane won't shut up and is sitting with them, like cuz they're bigger, they will protect him??? So I hit THE BUTTON. Black man and large white woman APs arrive. (The walkie-talkies look like side-arms-hehehehe) My DVD is still playing so by meeting them at the door, I can tell them without being overheard. The boy that should NOT be there is almost hiding. He has a bookbag in front of his face, and is quickly snagged out. The little  nasty-mouth is snagged out as well. I get about 10 minutes of peace and then school was out. Asked another little boy to pick up a wad of paper. He asks which one. I tell him both, and he wants to argue that neither wad is his. I pick it up. Straighten up all the chairs, desks and table and make my way back to the MO. White lady AP that came to my room is there with referrals for me to fill out. I have truly forgotten what Mr. Nasty Mouth said.....other than his name was Miguel Perez and I had 3 of them in my class according to the official attendance sheets. So I just wrote down he called me a bitch after I told him to turn off the computer and have a seat. He said a lot more than that...said something about "shit" and "f--k" and "kiss my ass" but I am too mentally exhausted to even put those into a correct sentence. I told the AP that I would let it go at that. Didn't know the other boy's name....but I wrote that up cuz she had gotten his name. She said she was sorry. I said, "Such is the life of a Sub." Anyway...just feel like all that was worth more than $39.00!! hahahahaha Today makes my 11th day though, so I definitely have my 10 days in for the semester.

Yes, I am looking for a job for tomorrow..... haven't found one I want yet. Is the last day of the pay period.