Day 4 of mandatory, unpaid teacher training and I am no longer trying to hide my knitting.
For the SUPER FUN role-playing activity, I got matched up with some trolly-looking TA who puts George Bush* signs up in his cube and takes cell-phone calls during his student conferences. I've loathed him since I met him, and I just about loathe role playing even more. We bared our teeth at each other, pretending we were smiling and played along.
Right after, I started knitting without fear.
I also managed to bite my tongue when another TA commented that he was against mandating that students visit the Writing Center because that's not really fair to the A student who comes in already able to write.
I managed not to say, "You pompous fuck! I wrote A papers the night before they were due, so did everyone in this room, but it wasn't until I was really forced to revise that I came to understand writing. Of course I was pissed off at revising. Furious, in fact. But once I got past that, my writing went to a whole new level. Did I mention you're a pompous fuck?"
Instead, I quietly said "P1, K1, P1, KKK" over and over and over again. Much better.
*For the record, I don't think it's appropriate for someone teaching argumentative writing to put up overtly political material in a space where he or she meets with students, be that material Republican or Democratic.