The regular English teacher at the school that was hosting the course was a gem. She had a kitty for buying us cakes and for a meal out, and took us in her car to see some local places.
In the car:
Teacher- Steffi Graf comes from this town, so does Boris Becker. Perhaps I should get my son playing tennis instead of football.
Matt-who?
Everyone else- the tennis players
Matt- how am I supposed to know that
The teacher invites us out for dinner. It’s not quite clear if she is paying or what, but it’s a cheap place and we get given an allowance in euros each week for stuff like that so it doesn’t really matter. This is a normal occurance in this job.
Matt asks beforehand if she is paying, and we both say we don’t know, so bring some cash. He acts like this is new information. When we get to the restaurant before the teacher arrives he asks us again and then goes “shit I only have five euros” and then tells us he “doesn’t like” to carry a card. Luckily it turned out the teacher was paying out of the school kitty.
Third one:
On the first day working with this guy when we were reviewing the course info before meeting the kids
Me- this class are the lowest stream in the German system so they might struggle a bit with this topic
Him- what’s the worst bit in the English system? State schools?
Me- (pointedly) Excuse me? State schools are not "the worst bit"
Him- whoah whoah how would I know! Don’t get arsey
He is English and has only ever lived in England.