OK, here comes my societal ragfest.
It all started last summer, where I foolishly decided to coach my daughters summer hockey team, on which she was the only girl. I strongly believe in pay info it forward, and guiding and teaching kids skills that their parents have failed to teach them, yet are quick to jump down you're throat about your methods. I remember saying to hockey dad, an obnoxious, pompous prick that since he felt so strongly I had no clue what I was doing, he was more than happy to step in my shoes, and waste his Tues and Thursdays in the middle of summer coaching preteen boys how to NOT play aggressively. I also reminded him, in front of all the other parent's, that I didn't see his, or anyone else's hand go up when their kids activity was in jeopardy due to NO COACHES. This seemed to shut him up for the rest of the season.
Fast forward to this summer. I agree to coach teenage boys baseball, cause once again my son, and 10 other kids would not have played anything but videogames this summer. As my assistant, I manage to recruit a ex pro ball player to help out, even though he does not have a child on the team.
First practice, we are running cardio drills, as 60% of my team was groddly overweight and struggling with just the stretching.
I am competitive and though I understand it's houseleague, everyone should play to win-win this is a valuable life lesson.
So, as the kids are crawling around the bases, I yell out "In baseball we RUN the bases, not crawl them, let's huddled it up".
(OK, kept in mind, the parents were more overweight and out of shape than their kids)
The next day I get a message from the convenyor that my practice drills are to intense for a houseleague level, and that the kids are there to have fun.
OK at this point I couldn't even reply. I was in shock. I know how much I pay to have my kids participate in these activities, and the very least I expecting is they will learn some skills of the game, to improve themselves. My philosophy is to have fun, but it's more fun to win than lose.
I can't believe some parents these days. When I was a kid, which want that long ago, parents didn't care if your coach was screaming his head off at you. It was deemed acceptable, because he was trying to teach you something, and clearly, you weren't getting it.
It may be harsh for 5 year olds, but for 16 year olds? they are going to face some nasty criticism. In adult life, so better to learn to take the constructive now.
In other news, I finally forced the hand of my employer and I honestly never felt so great. I stood up for myself and calmly explained that I get paid SHIT I am way OVERWORKED and I didn't pay thousands of dollars for school to be pushing papers around. (Some of my Social Work responsibilities were taken away due to re-structuring, or so they could maintain paying me less.
I told my boss, who I have the passive aggressive lust for, that I am applying for another internal position.
He was shocked and offered me a other position in the same department.
Sometimes things work out this way.
It all started last summer, where I foolishly decided to coach my daughters summer hockey team, on which she was the only girl. I strongly believe in pay info it forward, and guiding and teaching kids skills that their parents have failed to teach them, yet are quick to jump down you're throat about your methods. I remember saying to hockey dad, an obnoxious, pompous prick that since he felt so strongly I had no clue what I was doing, he was more than happy to step in my shoes, and waste his Tues and Thursdays in the middle of summer coaching preteen boys how to NOT play aggressively. I also reminded him, in front of all the other parent's, that I didn't see his, or anyone else's hand go up when their kids activity was in jeopardy due to NO COACHES. This seemed to shut him up for the rest of the season.
Fast forward to this summer. I agree to coach teenage boys baseball, cause once again my son, and 10 other kids would not have played anything but videogames this summer. As my assistant, I manage to recruit a ex pro ball player to help out, even though he does not have a child on the team.
First practice, we are running cardio drills, as 60% of my team was groddly overweight and struggling with just the stretching.
I am competitive and though I understand it's houseleague, everyone should play to win-win this is a valuable life lesson.
So, as the kids are crawling around the bases, I yell out "In baseball we RUN the bases, not crawl them, let's huddled it up".
(OK, kept in mind, the parents were more overweight and out of shape than their kids)
The next day I get a message from the convenyor that my practice drills are to intense for a houseleague level, and that the kids are there to have fun.
OK at this point I couldn't even reply. I was in shock. I know how much I pay to have my kids participate in these activities, and the very least I expecting is they will learn some skills of the game, to improve themselves. My philosophy is to have fun, but it's more fun to win than lose.
I can't believe some parents these days. When I was a kid, which want that long ago, parents didn't care if your coach was screaming his head off at you. It was deemed acceptable, because he was trying to teach you something, and clearly, you weren't getting it.
It may be harsh for 5 year olds, but for 16 year olds? they are going to face some nasty criticism. In adult life, so better to learn to take the constructive now.
In other news, I finally forced the hand of my employer and I honestly never felt so great. I stood up for myself and calmly explained that I get paid SHIT I am way OVERWORKED and I didn't pay thousands of dollars for school to be pushing papers around. (Some of my Social Work responsibilities were taken away due to re-structuring, or so they could maintain paying me less.
I told my boss, who I have the passive aggressive lust for, that I am applying for another internal position.
He was shocked and offered me a other position in the same department.
Sometimes things work out this way.