Why is it so much easier to wake up on Fridays?
Is it because the weekend looms large? Is it because of some magical aura that surrounds the day? Whatever the reason, I'm DAMN glad it is Friday today.
This week has been productive -- or I've been productive. I've organized my classes well and they are operating like a smoothly oiled machine. (Exception: the study hall from hell last hour. I had to actually yell on Wednesday when they were acting like animals instead of young adults.)
The yearbook is supposed to be delivered this week, but I haven't seen it yet. It better get here by next Friday, which is Homecoming, so I can get rid of the last years' seniors books while they are back visiting. I pray we didn't make any huge errors, like "pubic school" instead of "public school" or a cutline identifying the wrong student in a photo.
Of course, I won't hear anything positive about the book, I only get the negative. Last year I got a nasty call from a freshman cheerleader's parent about why they aren't in the book. Well, we have a policy that we only cover Varsity sports, which didn't go over well with the parent because "those freshman cheerleaders work their rear ends off." Sigh.
I work my rear end off and I only get bitched at. Kids go out of their way to point out the errors in the book, but where is the love?
Anyhoo, Fridays rock and I shall survive. Time to get my ass in the shower, or I'll be late to school, which at this point, can get me fired. I'm just one false move away from the unemployment line since my "censored" incident last year -- it's in my permanent record and everything.
Maybe it was easy to wake up today because I passed out around 7:30 PM last night. AHhhhhhh, the glorious life of a "pubic" school teacher.
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