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Disgruntled Member

I am not really a union fan although I am a member. Tonight I went to a meeting. With current legislation, I thought it would be important. After talking to some colleagues, I decided that the union is important; maybe only because of mere numbers. However, the meeting reinforced those things that aggravate me about a union. Before I go into tirade, let me digress. Of course I find importance in one of the few political groups that attests to looking out for our children. If the teacher's union worked as it should, students would be put first followed by the teachers. A union should stand up for the legitimate rights of its workers. When I get frustrated with the union, it is because my values are different than others in the union. This afternoon people argued about having to fill out a form to get a personal day. In any other job, one would probably have to tell their boss why they wanted to take a day. The other concession some were seeking was more personal days. Let's be honest. If teachers really care about their students, they don't want more days out of the classroom. Did I mention that some are frustrated that they need to take sick days of a child out of their sick days instead of having as many days as needed? My guess is most workers with children are not able to take unlimited days for their sick child. They probably need to have an alternate plans. Maybe I'm all about money, but I want to be paid for the job I do and have benefits that will not cost more money. Granted these things will be taken away if there is a freeze on teachers' pay. The reality is that with the new legislation, most of what we ask for will be turned down. I know I shouldn't be frustrated because a union needs to look out for all of the teachers, but I do understand the public perception of the teachers' union when I listen to the union rep guy go on and on without listening to those in the room and when I listen to those in the room complain about silly issues. The issues surrounding the union and its teachers are more complicated than the suggestions stated at today's meeting.

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