We sold ads this week and the entire experience left me exhausted and spent. From organizing it with Amanda, who is so dedicated it is scary, to encouraging kids to follow-up, which is like spitting in the wind, the process was agonizingly time consuming. I need a parapro to help, and I haven't even got the guts up to ask for one yet.
So, the big day was Thursday, with Tuesday and Wednesday spent preparing lists and routes and practicing for "the sale." I had Jostens support the first two years of doing this, so this was the first time out by myself. And it went ok, i guess. If we follow-up, we will have made as much as last year, and can have our color issue in May for the newspaper. But we won't have any extra money in yearbook to buy any cameras or anything. I'm in good shape though, except for the printer and scanner.
So, all in all, ads are just "there." We didn't break any records, but the Newton community seems to support us enough to sustain us, even with the departure of Maytag and the lonely repairman.
It's just all the drama and organizing that's giving me a headache. That sucks, and it blows that we're not supposed to say suck and blow in school. Oh well, I still say hell and damn and ass occasionally.
But in my blog I can say fuck and get away with it. I like that. It helps break the tension of this incredibly high energy teaching gig I've gotten myself into. I love it and hate it all at the same time. And that fucking sucks AND blows.
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