My Work
I work as an English teacher as you might have guessed from my exquisitely polished wirting techniques. Ha.Ha. I don't start work until around 10 in the morning so here I am just hanging around the house writing nonsense on the computer. In Malaysia it seems that everyone wants to be doing my job as it pays OK and you pretty much have job security. I mean, all you got to do is show your face in class 2-3 hours a day and you're pretty much done for the day. Teachers get ample holidays too; so much in fact that it kind of feels unfair sometimes. I frequently get meaningful stares from my fellow housemates about this.
Yet, I don't feel job satisfaction. Its the kind of job where you know that the month after this one is going to be exactly the same. Most jobs are like that I guess but none as mentally challenging and trying as being an educator. Here are some reasons:-
1. First, you have to deal with annoying, clingy type of male student (I am male, yes). No, its nothing to do with homosexuality (that comes later) but these are the kids who don't get enough love and care when they're at home. Give them a taste and they'll hover around you like flies. Most common mistake is to give your number. After that, start searching for a new one.
2. Dealing with people staring at your ass the entire day. For me who is not very secure about the size of his ass, this can be quite embarrassing. All students do theoretically is stare at your ass all day. They pass comments on it, they giggle when you're not looking and its very annoying. Try cleaning the whiteboard without any hip-swivelling and you'll understand.
. 3. Trying not to stare down a female student's cleavage. I am a 24 year old young man. It is unfair to pass judgement on me if I were to say the above mentioned. The situation and the problem is beyond the control of a guy who still partially thinks with his dick. I'm teaching in a college so students can practically wear anything they want. Pretty girls with sizeable 'upper body' distracts male teachers too much. But I wouldn't complain.
