Was reading this post, about women being manipulative at work. Got me to thinking about my work - and specifically, the bitchy co-worker I have. Decided to rant a bit.

This shit gets long. So, tl;dr - got a female co-worker who can't teach children for shit. Her massive incompetence, and shitty attitude, combined with the seemingly constant array of stories about female teachers fucking teenagers, or single mothers causing problems for their kids, all makes me wonder where the stereotype that women are good at raising children comes from.

So, I'm a teacher. Teaching English abroad. I have a kindergarten class that I teach full time. They're Junior, so they're basically the youngest kids that we actually teach. There is a baby class, but that's just babysitting and trying to make sure the kids don't shit in the ball-pit. Not actually teaching them anything.

The Junior classes are taught by three teachers. First up, there's me - a devilishly handsome man who once killed a man in a bar-fight is pretty boring. There's a part-time guy, American, who is a pretty chill guy - but a little BluePill, and a total horndog. Seriously, he's always telling me about the latest the chick he's banging. He was squaring some 40-something last week, and telling me how great it is. Then, the last class is taught by the aforementioned bitchy co-worker (we'll call her C for... inCompetent).

I swear, she fucking whines about everything. So, like, today. One of the teachers in another level was sick this morning. Short-notice subs aren't always available, and it puts my boss in a bind. So, what does Bossman do?

Well, if there's no outside sub coming in, he has to use the teachers in the school. The kids have tons of other activities that are done by special teachers who come in. So, a music teacher comes in; there's a PE teacher who comes in; there's a couple of art teachers (one of whom is fucking stunning, I swear to God).

Bossman used to come and ask me to sub other classes quite a bit. I'd move when the kids were having their snack or going to play in the plaground. My co-teacher would watch them, and I'd take half an hour of the sub time. Then, another teacher would shift their schedules, take another half hour, kind of thing. It was a pain, but it worked if it was needed.

I don't do that now because I've taken on two other classes. I guess Bossman figures that me doing two extra classes and my current one, I don't really have the time to prep my lessons and sub other people all the time.

Well, today he came to me again, asked if I'd sub for 30 minutes. He was in a real bind. Someone called in sick with no notice. Other teachers are busy, and he had a meeting with a teacher they might hire for next year, so he couldn't sub in. "MGTOWards, your class has playground? Can you move that earlier and sub for 30 minutes".

Thing was, I was gonna do it, but my co-teacher reminded me that because of a holiday break last week, the kids had a make-up PE class scheduled. My class goes to the PE class with another class, so I can't unilaterally move that - and the part-time horndog leaves at lunch, so he can't fuck around with the schedule as easily as full-time teachers (like me or C) can.

So, I tell Bossman that I can't help. No worries, he says. He'll ask C.

And she flips the fuck out.

I found out later that she really went nuts when he told her that because she's a [School] teacher, she has to sub if asked. And she went fucking nuts about it. "Wahh wahh, this is my class, I have to teach my class, I only have one co-teacher today".

Bitch, you've got five more kids than I do, except three of yours are sick today. So, you've only got two more than me today, and I also only have one co-teacher, and I still would've done it because it's my fucking job.

Oh, that one co-teacher I had? C took her out of my class for half the morning for some reason. So I was teaching my class with no-one helping out. Which is actually fine - they're mostly quite good now. They know what is going on and their English is surprisingly good for four-year-old non-native speakers, so I can keep them (mostly) in line.

Thing was, when I started working here, I thought C was nice, but she's shown her true colours lately. Normally, we work five-day weeks. In March, the school had extra activities. Everyone would've done two six-day weeks, alternating. I ended up being scheduled for another activity - meaning three six-day weeks in a row. And the extra activity that I did, a demo lesson for prospective parents - I apparently did it so well I was asked to do it a second time. It should've been a rota, but the teacher who was scheduled to do it wasn't doing well in the school (he's left now). I was the go-to person they asked to help out.

And I did it. Ended up working four six-day weeks in a row, plus the two extra classes that I'd taken on in February. Never missed work, never complained (beyond a general "I'm so fucking tired, please let me sleeeeeep..." kind of complaint if people asked how I was at the wrong time). Just took it on the chin.

In all this, I missed one deadline at the start of the month. Forgot to write an article for the school website. One thing. Not even her business, but C has been in a shitty temper with me ever since. A whole month, but I didn't write one thing. "I always write mine, you're so hard to work with, blah blah". She spent three straight weeks pointedly ignoring me if I said hello in the hallway.

I might - maybe - let this shitty treatment go if she was good at her job. Bossman tells me when I fuck up, and I admit when I'm wrong, say sorry, and I try to learn. He's a damn good teacher though. Way better than me.

But C isn't. She's been doing it years longer than me, and at this point, I'd say I'm better than she is. She's always finding reasons not to do things. Last semester, we gave the kids a mid-term. One of the questions was basically to say "left" or "right", and see if the kids got the right hand.

"They can't do that. They're too young. They don't develop that skill so young," she says. "Okay," I say. Then I go back to my class and we do the Hokey Pokey. Guess fucking what? My kids know left and right. Well, all but one of them did.

But no. They don't develop that skill. I'm sure nine children just randomly all got left and right correct, four times in a row, by fucking magic.

She's bitching at the moment. Another midterm is coming up, and we're asking the kids to count to twenty. "They can't do that", she says.

My kids learnt to count to 30 last semester. They asked how old I was, but they could only count to 12 at the time. So I told them I'm 12, and the canny little bastards figured I was full of shit. Okay, you got me - I'm 28. "Whoooooaaaaaaa. So old," says one. "What is 28?" says another.

Fuck it, I say. And I teach them to count to 30. That was months ago, and okay, they make a mistake a two, but they can basically do it. Hell, I counted to 100 with them today, because I had five minutes free and I figured they should hear the word "hundred" eventually.

But nahhh. C says the kids can't count to 20. "Okay, C. They can't count to 20. Or you can't do your fucking job right. You know. One or the other".

Society assumes women should be the primary caregivers and that children would be better off with mothers. We demonize fathers, and cut children off from them. And the thing is, women seem to be fucking awful with children.

I mean, tons of women apparently want to fuck children, which is pretty disgusting to start with. But a lot of women don't seem to be able to raise children properly - and apparently, lots of them can't teach very well either.

I found it interesting at the company New Year party to see how many of the teachers here are men. My school is overwhelmingly male, at least among the foreign teachers. But so are most of the other schools, as far as I can see. There's Chinese pussy as far as the eye can see, but they don't do much of the actual teaching.

Maybe I'm being unfair. Maybe it's all an ersatz parent thing - female Chinese teacher in the class means that the class dynamic works better with a male foreigner as the teacher, to give a 'balance'. Maybe.

But Occam's Razor tells me, maybe women really aren't as good with kids as we're always told.

Sorry about the long rant. Oh, and if this seemed like humble-bragging about me being good at my job - it's not meant to be. I've finally grown up and started really committing to things, so I'm doing better than I used to. But a few years ago, I was a real blue-pilled piece of shit.

Anyway. Thanks for reading, if anyone did. Have a good one, lads.