The Meetings

My first real day on the job went pretty well i thought. (Fist of Five = Probably 3). I helped a lot of teachers work on some planning for the first few weeks of school. We didn't get done with everything and now I have to go collect all the work from people in the upcoming week. That might be difficult. Most people seemed appreciative of my assistance during the day. My name was called continuously as I ran from table to table. That felt good. A few T's indicated through nonverbal communicative techniques that they would rather be left alone. I gave those people what is sometimes referred to as a wide berth.

I've been sitting in on a ton of interviews this week too. Interviews honestly can be a bit boring. After awhile, I am dying for someone to break out into song or pull some playdo out of their bag to demonstrate some radical teaching theory. I always feel compassion for people being interviewed, tho, so I try to nod, smile, and make small affirmative vocalizations. I have one more interview to do this afternoon. It's a bit of a drag because I wanted to wear sweatpants and a tshirt today, but instead I'm wearing my school uniform. On a Saturday.

This is one mark in the bad parts column of the new job.