(Sub)Teaching is hard.

If you are reading this and have any inclination to become a (substitute) teacher, I have few words of warning. First, you will find that you say things to 8 year olds that you never thought you'd ever say. Like "You are this close to going to the office!" or "What should you do first, raise your hand." Secondly, things like raising hands, staying in your seats, or even bathroom breaks become these monumental issues. Since when was I given the power to allow someone to urinate? Sorry if that was too graphic but it really is something I wonder. Third, you suddenly understand what it feels like to be a tourist. You have no idea what the social codes are or even what things are called. "It's not a math folder, it's our Saxon math folder." Finally, you barely have enough energy to write your blog, let alone make a decent dinner. (Frozen food, friend.)