I’ve been feeling a bit guilty for the past week or so. I keep directing my frustration at my coteacher, Mr. Kim. Scheduling issues are not his fault, but I can’t help getting upset when he informs me that I will be working late, taking on a new responsibility, or getting paid less than my contract requires. The fact that we can’t communicate effectively only serves to upset me more. None of this is his fault, but it’s hard to keep that in mind when he’s the one delivering bad messages.
I feel like I’m near my wit’s end. I keep thinking that they’re done adding to my workload, but every week they find a way to screw me harder. At the end of this week, I will have taught 31 hours of classes (my contract calls for 22) and spent 59 hours in my office.
When Mr. Kim told me yesterday afternoon that I had to work three hours late, instead of going home at 6 pm, I almost flipped out. It wasn’t his fault, but I didn’t know how else to channel my frustration. He couldn’t explain why I had to work late, and I couldn’t explain to him that I had plans for dinner that I made last week.
One of the other English teachers, with whom I do not work directly, pulled me aside yesterday and explained what’s going on. He said that one of my English coteachers, who is also a high-ranking administrator, has been pawning all of his responsibilities off on me. He said that the reason I had to take over the after school classes yesterday is because the aforementioned coteacher was “tired.” He also said that the after-school hours that I’m working used to be this coteacher’s responsibility. He also told me that, because of this coteacher’s status as an administrator and part-owner in the school, I cannot bring this up to him. I have to take whatever he dishes out.
Well, at least I understand why I’m being worked like this. That’s a step in the right direction.
Until next time.