Hall duty has to be one of the most painfully boring parts of my day. For an hour and a half today I sat in the hallway asking/saying to students "Do you have a pass?" "Where are you headed?" "Are you lost, you've walked past me 3 times now." "You're no longer a freshman, therefore you should not be on this side of the building!" Now if a student does not have a pass, there is literally nothing that I can do about it except say, "Well... then... uh... go back to your class and get one from your teacher!" It really is a pointless duty if you ask me, especially since we have an entire security team at my school who are always watching the cameras that are located in every single hallway and stairwell. I became so bored that when I would see students coming out of my friends' classrooms to use the bathroom, I would write a note and act all serious and say, "Excuse me, are you heading back to Mrs. So-and-so's class? Oh you are? Great, could you make sure she gets this? It's very important." Meanwhile, it was really just a note that said something like, "Hall duty is painful. Please just kill me and put me out of my misery." Oh well. It's just a part of the job I suppose.
New Teacher Tip of the Day: Don't let the crappy aspects of our job outweigh the great parts of it. Although hall duty did make me contemplate suicide for an hour and a half, the other 6 and a half hours I spent at school were overall pretty great. You really can't say that for many other jobs, so be grateful for what we do!
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