Friday, March 6, 2020

It Couldn't Get Worse . . .

I foolishly agreed to Deck Manage for Katie on Wednesday night.  It was the first night(mare) of the session.

Fortunately, the class went well.  There were six children signed up and only four of them showed up.  I called the missing two.  Except one really wasn't missing.  He was late.  Twenty-two minutes late for a thirty minute class.

The second class had fifteen students, but we only had a swimming level on ONE!  Can you imagine testing fourteen school-agers at the same time to see what they could do in the water?  To make it worse, the front desk made a mistake and we were up to sixteen students for this hour.  

The third hour was as bad as the second, only the students were now preschool-age.  Add to the mix, a private lesson where the teacher showed absolutely no respect for the regular lessons that were in session.  "Hello! Your students are tall.  Take them in to the DEEPER water!!!"  

The fourth hour, when we were supposed to be able to breathe - it was a scout group ages ten to fifteen - they had three extra children sign up.  We went from twelve to fifteen with only two who refused to get their faces wet.  

No more subbing for me on Wednesdays! 

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