Yes, if you're really quick, you might be lucky and get the chance to work your Easter holidays for the mighty sum of 299 quid a week! That's how little that well-known "unfriendly family-run school" known as the Devon School of English are offering. Look at this pitiful advert below from tefl.com...We are looking for dynamic, enthusiatic [sic] and committed teachers for a 4-week Easter period from 30 March 2009 (with the possibility of extending after this period).
Mm, I wonder what you need to be 'committed' to? Making ends meet? Living on a pittance? Or just making lots of dosh for the odious Hawthorne family!? I mean, look at the attractive salary, erm, wages, on offer...
Compensation
The basic timetable is 23 hours per week. Payment will be weekly at rates starting from 13 GBP per hour.
So, 13 quid times 23 hours equals ... yes, 299 quid a week! Or less than 1200 smackers a month - which, after deductions for tax and National Insurance, will give you less than 1,000 quid for the four weeks of work!! Impressive, eh?!
So, go on ... take a long hard look at this monstrous bunch of tight-fisted shysters who are offering wages that are half the national average - although probably good for a shitehole like Paignton (a.k.a. Trumpton-on-Sea). Now, which family would YOU prefer to spend Easter with - the Munsters, or the Monsters?
17 comments:
Worked for them once, but never again. A bigger bunch of conceited twats you could not ever meet. AND they shafted me at the last moment, not paying me for overtime done.
Avoid - nasty!!
okay, but does a clerk at McDonalds make more money per week? Don't they bring in more profit?
Foulest degeneracy from the ODIOUS purveyor of SLIME HATE on the oh-so CLEVER blogoweb highway. YOU think my destiny APPROACHES?!! Ha ha ha. MY moment of GLORY RATHER! which a lowly lop-eared amoeba from the damp hinterland of trade site wage slave PSEUDO-careerdom could NEVER BEGIN TO GRASP. To VANQUISH foes first you need FOES! Then you need a VANQUISHING engine or device. TODAY I slaughtered a squirrel in the GREAT park, now I wear its tail around my head like a veil SO THAT YOUR EYES CANNOT meet mine, YOU wd be CRUSHED instantaneously. I CANNOT permit that, your doom APPROACHES hourly.
SIGNED BY THE BREAKFAST MAN
HA HA HA SILENCE from the non-sparks they cannot BEAR to face my SQUIRREL TAIL VEIL and the CLOUDS today are high, scooooting WESTWARD ha ha ha INSANE not me mate, YOU are the ones that PROVOKED ME now you must face SQUIRREL WRATH of BREAKFAST MAN.
ANSWER ME you silent HYDRA voices no you CANNOT due to FEAR indecision, drudgery, state school upbringing UNLIKE me with my classical education and MY CARRIAGES tethered in the COURTYARD.
HA HA HA I have W-O-N
Paul, we fear you wearing your squirrel veil, and your classical education does indeed outshine us.
Where did you kill the squirrel? And when?
Paul, if a teacher is paid 10 pounds/hour, how much profit can you make off that?
OOH, IT'S THAT MAD GIT FROM READING LIBRARY AGAIN, I SEE! YES, WE ARE ALL CRACKERS NOW, 'PAUL'!!
GABBA-GABBA-HEY-HEY-HOOOOOO!!!
Where's our little friend with the squirrel tail veil?
Probably working for the Devon School of English, and living off the peanuts they pay him.
Do you know, are English teachers in the UK required to be mentally evaluated before teaching in the UK or overseas? Mr Squirrel Tail Veil sounds, well, like he shouldn't be released from a padded cell.
Aye well, I'd fergotten about that Morticia. Every fookin' staff room's got one of them: face like a reanimated corpse, clothes off a skip an' still thinks she's fookin' sexy. No you ain't, coont-stay at 'ome doin' the 'auntin', no-one wanted to fook Bela Lugosi when 'e came round the first time.
Still, then again I always thinks that them goth girls might 'ave a massive collection of 'orny underwear, so oo knows, might be worth a tickle after a few blunts and some voddy, like.
FACE SQUIRREL WRATH, LITTLE FOLK!
The breakfast man with squirrel tail veil spies YOU with his BEEDY eyeeye. I SEE NO mention of LEEGAL PROCEEDINGS^^&&*????? EH?? Wonder why not, buddy BOYS. The veil is so YOU cannot see/glimpse/bear to look at EFFULGENT ME. NOT vicey versey, chavs. Nice try, now YOU pay the BILL.
Signed in ACID The breakfast man
What, what, WHAT!! Come on lads, play the game - whichever one it is. This is a serious blog, which attempts to throw a keen searchlight on the nasty business of TEFL in the UK, and what happens? I get nutters turning up - all fuggin' day long!!
Anyway, I think this so-called 'Bed & Breakfast Man' is our old mate The Baron in a new disguise. But what he's on about no bugger knows - or what he's on, come to think of it. Same goes for you, Shaunie.
Mind you, that anonymous comment about mental evaluation for EFL teachers in the UK was spot on. If your evaluation is positive - i.e., you ARE mental - then you have to work as an EFL teacher. Simple as that. Normal people don't even get a look-in. It's blatant discrimination, I tell you!!
So what is the Baron doing in Reading looking at the blog in the public library? Pity the poor ladies behind the counter who give him his internet pass. I wonder if they try to look in his eyes while he's wearing his squirrel tail veil. Wonder if it looks like a furry basset hound's ear and if it looks like haute couture or something stolen from a thrift store.
You've got to love the UK, a place filled with obscene rich people, fighting drunks, girl walking almost naked in the streets at night in the cold, and the high percentage of complete nutters.
Just to correct the previous comment: most British women do in fact walk completely naked in the streets at night. And the percentage of nutters is around 87%which is extremely high, not just 'high.'
Thank you.
yes that is true. Most British women walk completely naked in the streets at night. This is after they have accidently puked on the two little pieces of cloth they were wearing.
And on top of this, they are always reading. I've never seen so many people reading in the tube. The people in that country will read anything... I suppose this is better than Rome, where they are all posing and flirting, some bumping and grinding in the corners actually.
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