I officially had the worst day EVER! Argh! I suppose I will tell the condensed version...
First of all, the reason this worries me is that last year there was a stupid incident that was not my fault but I was blamed for it and got a letter on my file.. which is annoying because I eventually want to work with kids. So anyway.
Right near the end of my work day, a kid started acting out. He wouldn't listen to me or any of the other directors, and he was physically hurting me. I put him on the ground and sat on him, thus restraining him, but not hurting him. He laughed. Another director was joking with him and duct taped him, then promptly took it off, the kid laughed. Then apparently something pissed the kid off and he lost it. I couldn't get him to get in my car to go back to our park, so I called his mother. She talked him into getting into the car, and I fully expected her to be at the park when I got back, because that's what normal parents do. She was there, and so was her angry husband. They asked me what happened, before I was even done explaining, they lost it at me. The father was yelling right in my face, to the point that I asked him to back off... he wouldn't. He was telling me how I abused his child and how he was pressing charges. I told him to call my boss and talk to her.
This yelling at me was to the point where a passerby in my park called the police. I honestly thought the guy was going to hit me. Then he left, I had to calm the kids down, who were all hysterically crying, and send them home because it was 4:00. The police officer came and I got to talk to him for a while, and I have to go and talk to him tomorrow. I then went and explained things to my boss and her boss and they said that I had done nothing wrong by restraining the kids from hurting me. They also told me the crazy guy had already called. RAWR!
So, yeah. Shitty day. It was also my LAST DAY with the kids. And now I'm all paranoid about the letter on my record, which I was going to tell them to take off because nothing happened for the whole summer. But clearly that dream was shattered. And they may take it into account, even though that makes no effing sense, because it shouldn't be on my record in the first place.
Moose Jaw makes me angry. I'm so glad that I only have about another week before I leave, because I hate it here.
I do apologise for subjecting you all to my bitching, but my parents are away, and thus I have no one to tell! Argh!
I'm sad.
But I love you all
First of all, the reason this worries me is that last year there was a stupid incident that was not my fault but I was blamed for it and got a letter on my file.. which is annoying because I eventually want to work with kids. So anyway.
Right near the end of my work day, a kid started acting out. He wouldn't listen to me or any of the other directors, and he was physically hurting me. I put him on the ground and sat on him, thus restraining him, but not hurting him. He laughed. Another director was joking with him and duct taped him, then promptly took it off, the kid laughed. Then apparently something pissed the kid off and he lost it. I couldn't get him to get in my car to go back to our park, so I called his mother. She talked him into getting into the car, and I fully expected her to be at the park when I got back, because that's what normal parents do. She was there, and so was her angry husband. They asked me what happened, before I was even done explaining, they lost it at me. The father was yelling right in my face, to the point that I asked him to back off... he wouldn't. He was telling me how I abused his child and how he was pressing charges. I told him to call my boss and talk to her.
This yelling at me was to the point where a passerby in my park called the police. I honestly thought the guy was going to hit me. Then he left, I had to calm the kids down, who were all hysterically crying, and send them home because it was 4:00. The police officer came and I got to talk to him for a while, and I have to go and talk to him tomorrow. I then went and explained things to my boss and her boss and they said that I had done nothing wrong by restraining the kids from hurting me. They also told me the crazy guy had already called. RAWR!
So, yeah. Shitty day. It was also my LAST DAY with the kids. And now I'm all paranoid about the letter on my record, which I was going to tell them to take off because nothing happened for the whole summer. But clearly that dream was shattered. And they may take it into account, even though that makes no effing sense, because it shouldn't be on my record in the first place.
Moose Jaw makes me angry. I'm so glad that I only have about another week before I leave, because I hate it here.
I do apologise for subjecting you all to my bitching, but my parents are away, and thus I have no one to tell! Argh!
I'm sad.
But I love you all
people like that have no right to have kids!
I mean you.
Yes.