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When it comes to things that I care about, like my profession, I am a no-bull**** person.
That said, I took the worst job I've ever come across. College professor(worked as a designer before this).
Back when I was in college (only about 13 years ago), our work load was 3 times more than my current students. I only missed one class because it was the last day of the semester, I handed in all of my assignments and my instructor said I didn't have to come. I was not late for a single class. Overall GPA was 3.74. I didn't do it for awards or merits. I did it because I expected myself to put in the absolute best that I can(since the tuition was ridiculous).
It's barely half a semester since I took this job and here are some of the crap I have to deal with already:
Students constantly having to be reminded to write their names on their assignments.
Students who won't do what I "strongly suggested (research methods and what to research)" and come to me the night before presentation day saying she/he can't figure out what to design.
Students having breakfast in class.
Students having lunch in class.
Students having afternoon snack in class.
Students sending one representative to negotiate a later dead line for their assignment ON THE SECOND WEEK OF SCHOOL.
Students who don't ask questions ( I gave them plenty chances to) and return with assignments that are utter crap. Imagine having to grade 73 copies of crap each week.
Told student to write an essay, came back with some scribbled notes.
Last week, I gave a test that is supposed to be easy. All questions were directly from the lecture notes. Of which, there were exercises that I gave to them for practice weeks prior, and 75% of the students had no idea what they were doing.
This means they had the chance to do the test before the test, and had the chance to ask me questions if they had problems. I practically gave them answers but they were to damn stupid to even realize it.
And I teach in the so-called best design school in the country. If the world is to come to an end, it's us, not mother nature.
Why do I commute 1h15min on the subway each way daily to do this? It pays only 1/4 of my old job. I don't know, I just find myself taking the least comfortable and most torturous path every time.
Edit: I spent a year teaching elementary school kids in the rural part of the country before this and it was so much more fulfilling. At least they learn to write their names on their assignments the first time.
That said, I took the worst job I've ever come across. College professor(worked as a designer before this).
Back when I was in college (only about 13 years ago), our work load was 3 times more than my current students. I only missed one class because it was the last day of the semester, I handed in all of my assignments and my instructor said I didn't have to come. I was not late for a single class. Overall GPA was 3.74. I didn't do it for awards or merits. I did it because I expected myself to put in the absolute best that I can(since the tuition was ridiculous).
It's barely half a semester since I took this job and here are some of the crap I have to deal with already:
Students constantly having to be reminded to write their names on their assignments.
Students who won't do what I "strongly suggested (research methods and what to research)" and come to me the night before presentation day saying she/he can't figure out what to design.
Students having breakfast in class.
Students having lunch in class.
Students having afternoon snack in class.
Students sending one representative to negotiate a later dead line for their assignment ON THE SECOND WEEK OF SCHOOL.
Students who don't ask questions ( I gave them plenty chances to) and return with assignments that are utter crap. Imagine having to grade 73 copies of crap each week.
Told student to write an essay, came back with some scribbled notes.
Last week, I gave a test that is supposed to be easy. All questions were directly from the lecture notes. Of which, there were exercises that I gave to them for practice weeks prior, and 75% of the students had no idea what they were doing.
This means they had the chance to do the test before the test, and had the chance to ask me questions if they had problems. I practically gave them answers but they were to damn stupid to even realize it.
And I teach in the so-called best design school in the country. If the world is to come to an end, it's us, not mother nature.
Why do I commute 1h15min on the subway each way daily to do this? It pays only 1/4 of my old job. I don't know, I just find myself taking the least comfortable and most torturous path every time.
Edit: I spent a year teaching elementary school kids in the rural part of the country before this and it was so much more fulfilling. At least they learn to write their names on their assignments the first time.