I was wondering what was the most difficult teaching job you ever had? As in basically a school or a company that was a nightmare to work for or one that was generally a pain in the ass?

During orientation there, I was told by the teaching boss that I needed to buy a textbook for a class. I went "huh?" The school was to reimburse me for the cost of the book, but I needed to spend my own time finding a book to teach this class. I argued this point with the boss that this wasn't my job, and then surrendered and said I would, after the first week of class. Oh no, I needed to do this immediately! I tried to tell them that I needed to know what the class level was and get a feel of what the class was, and then buy the book. They disagreed, so I had to walk in blind to find a book I think this class I have never see. Would like to use, and of course the book was all wrong. But I did get my money for it. This was pre 2013 time under more liberal rules and should have told them that I am not buying a fucking book.

I had to do a full 15 week lesson plan that weekend before I saw my students. I had in detail write down everything I was going to do every week in every class. If I had Freshman and Sophmore class, this was two different lesson plans and myself having to draft what I was going to do for basically 30 weeks (15 weeks X 2 classes). It had to be of certain length and precise. If I were to fart twice in class, I had to put that down. Basically took several hours on the computer thumbing through the book I bought to write down shit to please them.

My oral exam was the same way, I had to submit my questions, with answers, even if the questions were opinion questions (example: "What do you like to do in the summertime, three examples....and I would have to list some answers.."eat ice cream" "go swimming" "shoot heroin")

I had a "teaching partner" and this person was required to sit in my class twice a month, every month to review me. I really resented this. What was worse was the girl watching me had less experience teaching than myself and was a moron. I named her "Dingbat". She would come in my class and would actually try to tell me how to run my class. Or worse, she always said "Give the students more chances to speak.", which I always do, and while some students like to talk, others never did. The Dingbat would report her findings to the boss. I wanted to watch her classes and do the same, but why waste my time?

This was a typical 16 classes, 45 minutes a class schedule, which I could have easily complete in three days or even two. Three was fine by me. At the time, I lived in the city and the subway was not open yet, and it took me over an hour to get to school, and the bus stopped 40 times (yes FORTY) times before I got there. The FAO was a bitch, and she knew I lived in the city and asked for a three day week, and was told no, and the reason was simply "it's a rule." One semester, I had one 1.5 hour class on a Wednesday. One hour there, 1 1/2 hours on the floor and 1 hour back. Just because this dingbat school had this "rule".

During the first day of Spring semester, we got our schedules, and I made sure the FAO bitch and Dingbat saw it and made sure everything was fine and no screw ups. Ok. So the first week, I had the day off per the schedule and the FAO bitch calls me asking me where I am , and I told her I am off, with her saying no, me saying yes, her saying no. Get my schedule, I was right, and she was a stupid bitch and I hung up the phone on her. I wish I confronted her about it with my paper but didn't. Told Dingbat but she giggled it off like it was nothing.

I learned there that their schedule was king and could never be changed or they went apeshit. Had a class that met after lunch on Friday, but found out I could have them during the time slot before lunch and I could go at noon, instead of sitting on my ass all afternoon. Worked well for a couple of weeks. Then like a month before the semester was over, they found out I changed the time on my own and like I said, went nuts. How dare I change their schedule. In the end, close to the end of the semester, I and FAO bitch got into it because I changed the schedule once for my convenience, and she kept going on about me being punished and I got so sick of her I yelled SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP! with me banging  on the table. God, I hated her. I wanted to hit her seriously. I would have clocked this cunt if I could have gotten away with it.

I guess I sound whiny, but I never in any other place I worked here such a stupid nightmare of excess work and observation. I worked for another nearby school where the academic partner left me completely alone, never had to deal with the FAO, never had to do any lesson planning and did what I wanted. Did three years with them. My new employer has given me a three day workweek together. The asshole school above just refused.

Ever work for the school from hell? Discuss!