Time: 12:02pm
State of Being: kind of anxty, but trying to talk myself out of it. bloop usually helps
Song lyric in my head:
current desire: my ideal job. my ideal house. my ideal family.
where am I?: in the bedroom on the bed
what's that noise?: russ is out in the living room playing some kind of kongregate game. i hear the little blings.
so hi. again with the lack of posting. saturdays are my only day off in the week, so i'm going to attempt to update at least on saturday.
this week wasn't as great as normal weeks. And I'm trying to tweek my perspective a little bit like i usually do. It really wasn't that bad. I've just been really tired from working so much. I ended up having to stay late at the pharmbox on wednesday night. Ram, are regular pharmacist finally came back from his medical LOA on Tuesday. It was great having him back. I can honestly say I missed him. Even though he drives me batty a lot, with his sometimes asshole-ness and his cynical nature, he really is a good guy. But this week also, we are getting a new District Manager, because all the DMs are changing up. or at least those two. I've had Darrin as a DM since the very beginning when i was hired over five years ago. Now our new DM is going to be Robert who used to manage the district right below us. And he's a whip cracker. Our pharmacy manager, Janet is out on maternity leave, so Ram is our new pharmacist in charge (PIC). Robert called us up Wednesday and tells Ram he has to do ALL the PIC change requirements... NOW.. which includes a controlled substance inventory. So Ram and I ended up staying until 10:30pm that night.
also, the principal of my school is finally showing some true colors. She's individually telling each one of us what to change about our teaching styles and grading. little things, for me, like not writing answers on the board, or putting check marks next to right answers on quizzes. And I have to make my quizzes more challenging. I told her that it is kind of hard to do that, because I quiz on a tiny section of the book, usually one or two pages, a week. And everything if they read that section, they'll be good. So now next week she's going to write a quiz and I have to write a quiz, and we're going to see which one is more challenging. Plus I need the quiz earlier in the week than usual. Which might be hard because I write my quizzes most of the time Thursday nights.
I know it doesn't seem like a big deal. And I think she has less to say about me than other teachers. Which is weird because this is only my second year of teaching. One of the other teachers came to me and said "so i've been teaching since 1998, and apparently i've been grading wrong the entire time.."
I think if she wanted us to do things a certain way, she shouldn't have waiting almost two months into school to tell us.
ALSO, this one kid's parent is fucking CRAZY! She's controlling, belittling, and berating to her kid. I've witnessed it. Other teachers have witnessed it. On Monday after school, there was a meeting with her and all she did was have negative things to say about her daughter. The teachers kept telling her that the kid is doing great, and look at the awesome things she did. And they were shot down. I'm really glad I wasn't there or I probably wouldn't have kept my mouth shut. okay i probably would've been the silent angry one afraid to speak. lol. (I couldn't go due to my part-time nature and my pharmbox duty right after school)
So some night this week.. i can't remember the day. all mushy. I gave the kids a homework assignment of asking their parents or grandparents where they were during the moon landing in 1969. Because we studied the first man to walk on the moon and watched a video, yada yada yada.. The next morning, i get an e-mail fowarded to me from the principal from the kid's mom saying that she tried to run away again last night. She was trying to do the science homework, and they were trying to tell her that she was not asking the question correctly, so she got angry, went to her room. There was a disagreement, and she tried running out the door, but they caught her on the street.
My heart stopped. I almost cried. But she was in school the next day. In class she seemed so solemn. I ended up getting her to smile and participate though. But in her planner, which i sign every day to verify she's writing her homework correctly, in big letters were "SCIENCE TEACHER! CALL ME!" with a phone number. Not once. but twice.
Apparently, my new name is Science Teacher.
So I asked the principal what I should do, and she said I had to call her. okay fine. I did, but I got a voicemail. Luckily, she never called me back.
But I'm trying not to focus on the negative things this week. But writing them out might help.
In social skills though we went over anger management, which is kind of ironic considering this week, lol. One kid came to me and said he actually got something out of the class. Which made my heart squee. lol.
anywho, I hear Russ moving about, and coming back from taking the dog out. He's probably about to come in. Hey there he is!
peace!
-mel-
12:25pm
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