I can feel your pain. I am also plagued by co-workers.
I'm still at the school I started at in February. It originally was only going to be 1 week's supply work, but then it became 2, then a month, and now I'm staying on until next year.
Officially, I'm a supply teacher. This means I rock up at 8:30am, teach 6 lessons (some of which may be cover for the subject I'm not specialised in, with cover work provided by another teacher) and then go home at 3:20pm. I am paid
by the day. I get nothing extra for marking homework, setting detentions, staying after to plan, or marking coursework.
As I'm a nice guy and am going to be staying next year (going to be added as "proper" member of staff in September) I don't mind setting homework and detentions, and planning work. It makes my life easier in the long term (homework to get the kids up to the standard I want them, detentions because otherwise you get a reputation as a walkover in the school, and planning work because it means I know what I'm doing every day so am not in a panic).
There are 3 people in the ICT Department. There's me, there's M, and there's C. M is the head of the department. C is a newish teacher. M is leaving at the end of this school year (July) to teach somewhere else in September. C has just had a baby with his wife and unfortunately the baby did not make it, dying from a heart defect after a week.
C has just finished his paternity leave and is now into compassionate leave (understandably). I really like the guy and he seems hard working, but he's let down by the departments disorganisation - mostly due to M. The "office" is a complete mess with papers strewn all over the place and noone knowing where anything is. I comandeered a filing cabinet so I know where
my stuff is, but it can be really annoying as if I want something, I have to actively go and FIND M to get it for me from there, as he knows where it is under the mountains of paper.
The main gripe I have with it is the coursework. I took over towards the end of the year 11's coursework. It's compulsory, so there's 150 or so that have been handed in. Out of this, about 30-40 were pupils I took.
A couple of weeks ago, I sat down with M and we realised that C would be unable to mark the coursework, as he was off for 3 weeks (2 weeks paternity + 1 week halfterm). So M asked me if I could mark my coursework and we split C's in half. A proper supply teacher should have told him where to go - I'm paid by the day - why would I want to mark their coursework? As I'm a nice chap, I said ok sure.
I set aside a day in halfterm and ploughed through 50-60 pieces of coursework. I was up at 8:30am and didn't finish until 6pm or so. I was completely knackered but I'd managed to do it all and tick it off.
I came into school after halfterm and M had done 5, at the most. He said he was going to do some each day. Brilliant, considering the deadline had been and gone. I just shrugged and said "ok". It was his call and his back that'd be on the line anyway.
So Friday rolls around (2 days ago). He asks if we can go over a couple of things. He then says "oh i've got a small favour to ask... could you do some of my coursework?" then smiles as if it's the tiniest favour to ask. "Which ones?" I ask. "Just the Unit 2s". I sighed "Yeah, sure". I'm terrible at saying no. What's wrong with me?! There's now about 20-30 more pieces of coursework waiting to be marked.
So as a supply teacher, who shouldn't be doing anything, I'm now going to have to have marked the majority of the year 11 coursework.
Complaining about it won't do anything either, as he's leaving in 8 weeks