A court just ruled that police officers are entitled to be paid for the time it takes them to get ready for work, including getting dressed and undressed.
More power to our friends in blue! And I can’t wait for the courts to hear about the time I spend prepping for my day.
First of all, as a diligent professional, I do wear clothes to work. Cha-ching! That’s cash in my pocket.
Furthermore, I comb my hair, brush my teeth and wear deodorant. Cha-ching!
(Unfortunately, however, that might not get me some extra cash-o-la because not everyone in my profession does these things so it might be viewed by the courts as “non-essential” to effective preparation. Yet, the ruthless teasing an educator takes when they don’t do these things by the kids is not worth the battle. I mean I hear the names they call one another. Ain’t no way I want that kind of wrath aimed at me. Lived through it once already, ya know what I mean? NOT WORTH IT!)
I work Saturdays… have for years and years. Cha-ching!
I buy a bunch of my own supplies. I know, I know, I won’t be reimbursed for these supplies, but when the courts here my argument about time spent shopping for the supplies… Cha-ching!
Oh yeah, there’s all that reading I do to stay up to date with the latest and greatest teaching ideas. Cha-ching!
And then there’s all that reading of papers I do in order to, what’s the term… oh yeah, grade the work of my students. Cha-ching!
(And if you saw some of the sentences they are constructing-butchering-bludgeoning and concoct-o-figurating the courts would give me time-and-a-half. Cha-ching!
Time on the phone with peers discussing how to “handle issues”? Cha-ching!
Don’t get me started on this dang ning. That’s a double whopper. Cha-ching!Cha-ching!
All in all, by the court’s logic, I figure I am due, right. So pay-me, bay-bee!!