YOU KNOW THE WAY Michael Caine sounds when someone’s doing an impression of him: “My name is Michael bloody Caine, and you're only supposed to blow the bloody doors off!” That was Amstell’s everyday voice; and he used it, every time he saw me in the corridor, even when I was minding my own business, to give me shit.
Cheers mate. It went surprisingly well. My wife filmed it, but so did the organisers, so waiting to see if I'm allowed to post our own vid. Should be soon.
Ridiculous, innit? With every additional year I spend as a teacher, tasked with handling cocky, lazy or just annoying teenagers, the empathy/sympathy I feel for the teachers that had to deal with me grows immeasurably.
But not Amstell. In fact, being a teacher has only made me hate him even more for being such a prick. Absolutely no need for it!
I admire your resilience. I could never stand in front of a classroom of pimply, disaffected youth. There may be murder! I taught English as a foreign language for a while, but that's different- no mewling adolescents, just well-behaved but grammatically and lexically challenged adults.
I wanna hear about the Ted talk mate! Hope it went well.
Cheers mate. It went surprisingly well. My wife filmed it, but so did the organisers, so waiting to see if I'm allowed to post our own vid. Should be soon.
Oh cool, I see you posted it already—I’ll check it out before long. Gotta plant some of my garden …
You are inspiring me now. I have very similar stories with similar type teachers. Their accents were nasally, passive aggressive and shrill.
They were also deep as a puddle and dumb as a bag of rocks.
I love your new pieces!
Please write those stories, Katy. I'm here for them!
Great stuff! I could picture it all. Nicked for kicking a chip! I ask you)))
Ridiculous, innit? With every additional year I spend as a teacher, tasked with handling cocky, lazy or just annoying teenagers, the empathy/sympathy I feel for the teachers that had to deal with me grows immeasurably.
But not Amstell. In fact, being a teacher has only made me hate him even more for being such a prick. Absolutely no need for it!
I admire your resilience. I could never stand in front of a classroom of pimply, disaffected youth. There may be murder! I taught English as a foreign language for a while, but that's different- no mewling adolescents, just well-behaved but grammatically and lexically challenged adults.
Thanks for the restack, mate