I have lived in four different wards in Idaho.
The first was our first year of marriage. We were called to teach the Sunbeams.
Second was right after law school. I was called to teach 10 and 11 year olds (mostly boys).
Third was after that stake was reorganized and we were assigned to a different ward. I had three different callings in this ward (all at the same time), including one where April and I taught 9 and 10 year olds, although we only did that calling for our last month or two.
Fourth is now. We've been in our house for almost two months, and we finally get callings. 5 year olds.
I accepted the calling, but it's frustrating. I don't know anyone in this ward. We don't have hometeachers assigned to us (as far as I know), and I don't have a hometeaching assignment. And now that I'm being placed into primary, I won't get much chance to interact with other men in the ward.
What is it that makes Idaho bishops throw the new guy into primary, where he'll be isolated from other men, and as a result will have difficulty making friends? You can tell me that every calling is inspired of God, but I've spent enough time in leadership positions to know that's not the case (unless things operate differently in Idaho). Sometimes you have a need and a potential person to fill that need, and inspiration plays no part. And sometimes the calling is just wrong. (I spent six months of my mission in a ward where most of the leadership--Bishop, RS Pres, EQ Pres, etc--had, ten years before I got there, been excommunicated or disfellowshipped--do we really want to say that their callings were inspired?)
But smart bishops should realize that isolating men by placing them in the primary is a good idea only if the man already has friends in the ward.
For the record, the only ward in Idaho where I've truly made friends is the last ward, where I had two other callings. Being an EQ teacher, even if it was just once a month, allowed me to get to know other guys in the ward. And having time to wander the halls due to a very active pre-nursery kid didn't hurt either, as it gave me a chance to talk to other hall wanderers.
So I'm dreading this calling. Not the part about teaching the class, because I'm sure that will be fine. But the part about not getting to know any other guys in the ward. I've been there before, and it sucks.