with the exception of a phone call with my new manager for about 10-15 minutes today to introduce ourselves to each other, i spent my day at work trying to find things to do to keep busy (and mostly failing). my new manager is in little rock, and i’m here in laurel. we’re going to meet in person sometime in the first week in october, and right now we both seem to have no specific idea about what it is that we’re supposed to be doing. i wish i could do my schoolwork at the office, because that would totally rock.
after work i went over to rockville to the shady grove campus of UMUC to be teacher’s assistant for my old photojournalism instructor. i called him on sunday to see what the scoop was — i had called him a week before but hadn’t heard back — and he said how i didn’t necessarily need to attend this first class since he was mostly just going to be going over the syllabus and that it would be a short class anyway. i said to him “well why don’t i show up and so i can give the students an idea of what the term project should look like?” and he figured that was a good idea.
it was actually a very good idea that i went to class today because when i was leaving work at 5 PM he called me and said he was running late and that he expected to arrive there around 7… and the class itself starts at 6:30.
so i arrived on campus at just before 6 but i had trouble finding the classroom. i was used to when i had to take in-person classes for UMUC at college park or at fort meade, and there was always a staff member to say “oh, you’re taking class such-and-such? it’s down this hallway in room 123” or something like that. this place, it’s actually a collection of offices and classrooms for each of the different maryland state schools; one floor has offices for UMUC, another for UMBC, another for UMCP, another for towson, etc. so i went to the UMUC floor and couldn’t find anyone to direct me, and i’m squinting at each piece of paper by each classroom to see what classes were scheduled this week, and lucky for me i managed to get a hold of my photojournalism instructor on the phone and get the room number. it’s about 6:20, and he thinks he’ll be only about 15 minutes late now.
so i go to the classroom and at 6:30 i explain that to the 15 or 20 students or so (there’s one girl in the class who seems cute, maybe two – i say “seems” because without my glasses it’s hard to tell… i’m getting a new lens prescription and the eye doctor has to send my frames to their lab to get the new lenses put in. 😛 great idea, helping teach a PHOTOGRAPHY class and i can’t see, just brilliant.) that i’m the TA for the class and that the instructor is running late. pull up the syllabus (which was emailed to me around 6 PM), go over the basics of the class and talk about what it was like when i took it before, talk a little about my term project that i did that i was going to show later on, and i’m taking a few questions about the class when my phone rings. i excuse myself into the hallway and it’s my instructor — he’s on campus now but he can’t find a parking spot:
“well, uh, i could run down and park your car for you if you want to head up here?”
“do you know how to drive a prius?”
“uh, well i know how to drive a stickshift!”
“yeah, but… a prius is different… it’s all buttons. nevermind, i think i found a spot. and i have my son with me.”
apparently the babysitter cancelled at the last minute so he had to bring his 4 or 5-year-old son with him. we set him up in a corner with a laptop and kid DVDs and headphones to stay occupied during the class.
oh yeah, funny thing about taking questions. i totally caught myself using techniques i learned during the presentation advantage training i had to take at work once i returned from london back in june; one student asked me a question about camera equipment and features and what’s a single lens reflex camera, and next thing i know i’m repeating the question for the class and going over it in detail. i’m going to have to find my previous supervisor at work tomorrow and tell her about that, hahaha.
so my first day as a teacher’s assistant were spent drawing pictures and taking notes on the board (my photojournalism instructor’s drawing and lettering skills aren’t that great, haha), and keeping his kid glued to DVDs and educational CDs so he wouldn’t start getting rowdy in class.
it was kind of funny for me to be answering questions and helping folks out, but i guess i do a good job of it considering the number of people who have come to me with questions about photography in the past. 🙂 it’s also kind of weird for me to see the syllabus with my name and email address on it for students to contact me, just because it’s not something i’d have thought i’d see before.
it was also amusing when the instructor was talking about the last time he taught the class and how there were only three or so term projects that could be submitted for publication without embarrassment, and that my term project was one of those three. he also said how the reason why i’m there is because i started at an advanced level when i took his class before and that i still showed improvement…
instructor: “he’s even had work published before!”
class: *GASP*
me: *keeps quiet about publications using my photos without permission*
so i showed pictures from my term assignment when i took the class years ago (when i followed demondogdondite around for a few days), and after the class one of the students came over and told me while he waited to speak to the instructor how much he enjoyed my presentation since he didn’t know anything at all about roller derby, but he knew about the movie “whip it” that’s coming to a theater near you. and at the beginning of the class when i mentioned my project, another one of the students told me how a friend of his just recently made it on to the charm city roller girls as fresh meat but doesn’t have a name quite yet, and after the class he asked if i’m going to be at the bout this weekend, haha.
my instructor is totally paying me under the table too, haha… $50 / class. he’s still trying to work it out with the university to make it official and to see if they’ll pay me as well so that it’ll be university pay plus the $50 out of his pocket. either way, $50 / class is still more than what i was expecting to get!
and that’s how i started teaching college courses on the down-low.
