Thursday, December 15, 2011

sure I'll raise your kid, but it'll cost ya


I get paid a lot. But not really, not in American dollars anyways. But I do make a buttload more per hour than most people here do. Esp the Taiwanese people I work with. I can't help it that my English speaking skills are that much in demand that companies will pay competitive wages to intice forgieners abroad but still overwork and screw them over.

I don't like talking about how much I make with them, although most of them are obsessed with money and have even lied to other coworkers about how much money they have and where they live. Not even joking, a coworker lied to someone about where she lived, said that it was an uncle's swanky new apartment. She told me later she lied to him so that he wouldn't know how rich she was. And that she didn't want people to find out or else guy will...try to date her for her money?

I don't know what she was smoking though, its not her money, its not her apartment. She's well into her 30's and still lives at home with mommy and daddy and curfew and everything. And there was a snowball's chance in hell of the male coworker being even remotely interested in her or her dad's money. Which might be impressive over here, but in Euros...doesn't count for much.


But I digress. A lot.

I get paid as much as I do because I work half as many hours as they do and don't get paid for grading homework, prepping classes or all the extra shit I do out of the goodness of my heart. Which isn't much.
That and I packed up as much as I could carry in two suitcases, left my home, my family and my country and moved my ass across an ocean to live and work quite illegally I might add over here.

Teachers here have another role that I wasn't trained for, child rearing. Teachers spend more time with children then their own parents do and because of their "revered" position in society they are given the task of teaching manners, study skills, hygiene and just about most every thing your mom and dad taught you.
Well here those things come from your teachers or not all.

Unfortunately I have the manners, and hygiene of an American. Which means I don't tell the kids when their BO offends my senses the way they tell me I'm fat.

I do call them out on their nosepicking though. Sticks and stones and all that shit but wiping your nasty city smog infested snot all over the desks and chairs where I teach isn't going to fly.

So my coworkers can moan and groan over how much I get paid by the hour, and I'll be too polite to say that it's no where near worth the crap I have to smell/hear/see/ and scrape off my chair at the end of the day.