Sorry I haven't been around recently, but I've been in a bit of a funk and I don't really think I've come out of it. I'm kinda "down". I think it's culture-shock; the area I'm now forced to live in is finally starting to get to me. Well, no, it's not the AREA I have a problem with. Other than the occasional flood there is nothing geographically wrong with this AREA. It's the fuck-tards and half-wits that seem to inhabit this area with alarming frequency that have me pulling at the phantom hairs that used to grow on top of my head.
It all started with the election. Last Tuesday was a bad day and my quality of life has been less than satisfactory ever since. To wit:
1) Tuesday: Bush wins election. Evangelical Christians everywhere rejoice by burning copies of Darwin's "Origin of the Species".
2) Wednesday: Intern who is supposed to cover my last class of the day does not. I get yelled at by the Headmaster when I return.
3) Thursday: Other intern who is supposed to cover the same class does not. I get yelled at by the headmaster.
4) Friday: Leave for Philly. Turns out third and final intern who is supposed to cover the ever-troublesome final class does not cover it.
5) Sunday: The Eagles get stomped like a narc at a biker ralley. It's EMBARRASING how awful they looked.
6) Sunday ptII: Still in Philly. Was assigned to be on duty back at school but another teacher was supposed to cover for me. Guess what happens? Yep - he forgets until the day is almost over then asks if he's needed. Which means:
7) Monday: First thing that happens at 7AM when I return to work is get CHEWED OUT by the headmaster for not having coverage on Friday and Sunday. When I explain that I was supposed to and that certain people clearly forgot to do their jobs he tells me that I obviously need to go yell at some people for dropping the ball and then ends the conversation by pointing his gnarled, wrinkly finger at me saying, "Get it together."
8) Monday PtII: Students and faculty (who are almost all Steelers fans) spend all day telling me how much the Eagles suck and how great the Steelers are and "Did you see how badly they lost?! Man, your team SUCKS!" All this AND I'm unable to tell them to go fuck themselves.
9) Monday ptIII: Student is fucking around, acting like a prick to another student so I intervene. Instead of offering apologies he tells me I'm acting "stupid", I "Don't get it" and begins to walk away. I stop him and tell him not to walk away when I'm talking to him. He then proceeds to litterally get "all up in my grill" trying to stare me down, acting as if he's going to "start something". I get nervous not because I'm scared of this kid, but because the day has been so shitty and I'm so incredibly furious at this kid that if he did start something I don't think I could control my temper and would, inevitabley, hurt this teenage punk by doing something uncalled for such as choking the shit out of him or repeatedly smashing his face into the ground. Fortunately the situation resolves without him receiving many stitches, but it's a truly crappy end to a truly crappy day.
10) Tuesday: I find out a Jefferson Med student was blugeoned to death a block and a half from my house in center city Philly by some nut job stalker.
11) Wednesday: I have an allergy attack all day. No amounts of Sudafed, Zyrtec, Benadryl, etc. can seem to cure it. By the end of the day I'm sick from all the snot I've ingested and the constant sneezing I've had to endure.
12) Wednesday ptII: A teacher's wife tells me she thinks I'm a "prick" because I thought it was surprising she was profoundly religious. This is a girl who smokes and drinks frequently, talks openly about other teachers she finds "hot", and has admitted to several past indescretions with other men. I mean, c'mon, wouldn't you be surprised that someone like that was religious? I don't see why that makes me a prick - but I didn't need to hear it while feeling so miserable.
13) Today: Alergies are 90% gone - but I'm so very tired and dizzy all day from yesterday's hellishness.
14) Tomorrow: At this rate, God only knows....
I just want to go home.
It all started with the election. Last Tuesday was a bad day and my quality of life has been less than satisfactory ever since. To wit:
1) Tuesday: Bush wins election. Evangelical Christians everywhere rejoice by burning copies of Darwin's "Origin of the Species".
2) Wednesday: Intern who is supposed to cover my last class of the day does not. I get yelled at by the Headmaster when I return.
3) Thursday: Other intern who is supposed to cover the same class does not. I get yelled at by the headmaster.
4) Friday: Leave for Philly. Turns out third and final intern who is supposed to cover the ever-troublesome final class does not cover it.
5) Sunday: The Eagles get stomped like a narc at a biker ralley. It's EMBARRASING how awful they looked.
6) Sunday ptII: Still in Philly. Was assigned to be on duty back at school but another teacher was supposed to cover for me. Guess what happens? Yep - he forgets until the day is almost over then asks if he's needed. Which means:
7) Monday: First thing that happens at 7AM when I return to work is get CHEWED OUT by the headmaster for not having coverage on Friday and Sunday. When I explain that I was supposed to and that certain people clearly forgot to do their jobs he tells me that I obviously need to go yell at some people for dropping the ball and then ends the conversation by pointing his gnarled, wrinkly finger at me saying, "Get it together."
8) Monday PtII: Students and faculty (who are almost all Steelers fans) spend all day telling me how much the Eagles suck and how great the Steelers are and "Did you see how badly they lost?! Man, your team SUCKS!" All this AND I'm unable to tell them to go fuck themselves.
9) Monday ptIII: Student is fucking around, acting like a prick to another student so I intervene. Instead of offering apologies he tells me I'm acting "stupid", I "Don't get it" and begins to walk away. I stop him and tell him not to walk away when I'm talking to him. He then proceeds to litterally get "all up in my grill" trying to stare me down, acting as if he's going to "start something". I get nervous not because I'm scared of this kid, but because the day has been so shitty and I'm so incredibly furious at this kid that if he did start something I don't think I could control my temper and would, inevitabley, hurt this teenage punk by doing something uncalled for such as choking the shit out of him or repeatedly smashing his face into the ground. Fortunately the situation resolves without him receiving many stitches, but it's a truly crappy end to a truly crappy day.
10) Tuesday: I find out a Jefferson Med student was blugeoned to death a block and a half from my house in center city Philly by some nut job stalker.
11) Wednesday: I have an allergy attack all day. No amounts of Sudafed, Zyrtec, Benadryl, etc. can seem to cure it. By the end of the day I'm sick from all the snot I've ingested and the constant sneezing I've had to endure.
12) Wednesday ptII: A teacher's wife tells me she thinks I'm a "prick" because I thought it was surprising she was profoundly religious. This is a girl who smokes and drinks frequently, talks openly about other teachers she finds "hot", and has admitted to several past indescretions with other men. I mean, c'mon, wouldn't you be surprised that someone like that was religious? I don't see why that makes me a prick - but I didn't need to hear it while feeling so miserable.
13) Today: Alergies are 90% gone - but I'm so very tired and dizzy all day from yesterday's hellishness.
14) Tomorrow: At this rate, God only knows....
I just want to go home.
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