Students who demand your attention before sufficient caffeine has been consumed.
Hearing about "exciting new changes" to the curriculum.
The kids that are so horrible you know they will haunt you for years to come.
When someone suggests that teaching is an easy job.
Parents who think their children can do no wrong.
Trying not to laugh when a student says something hilarious but completely inappropriate.
When all of your students are giggling and you have no idea why.
Non-teachers telling you how you should be running your classroom.
When a student finds you on Facebook or Instagram.
Bidding farewell to your evenings and weekends.
Realising that there definitely IS such a thing as a stupid question.
Having a front row seat for the demise of the English language.
Receiving strange gifts from students.
The first Monday morning after a break.
Still acting like a teacher when you're supposed to be acting like a normal human being.
When a kid asks you a difficult question that you definitely don't know the answer to.
The complete loss of your privacy, and, at times, your dignity.
Waking up early in the morning, even on weekends and holidays.
Running into students in the worst possible places.
Your ever-lengthening list of pet peeves.
Trying not to catch the flu from your students.
Getting the flu and going to work anyway.
Praying for snow days.
Students who text in class.
Trying to remember every child's deadly food allergies.
Grading truly awful work.
Mandatory faculty meetings at the end of a long day.
Explaining to your friends why you won't hang out with them in the evenings.
That Friday afternoon feeling.
Wanting to do this when a student disrespects you.
But only being allowed to do this.
Meeting people who get paid more than you to do easier jobs than yours.
Trying not to cry in front of your class when a struggling student finally gets their head around the thing you've been trying to teach them for the last nine months.