Bernard Posted June 8, 2006 Share Posted June 8, 2006 Hey, I know I haven't really formally introduced myself, but I have been hanging around here for the past few months and have only recently gained enough confidence to post. I hope this is not offensive to anyone. I'm so pissed off with the people at work at the moment that I really need to vent. This will be lengthy and please don't feel the need to reply - I just want to get it out. Stupid new girl. All she does is complain about the demands of the job. We are teachers - of course it is fucking challenging. Der. It's not like going to school as a kid where you can bludge around and do nothing - you're actually the adult in the situation. Anyway, she bitches and moans about the marking, the lessons, the extra-curricular, the kids, other staff members and the whole thing just shits me. If you can't fucking hack it, then fuck off, find a career you can actually do (I understand I am being really insensitive about this but she makes me so mad). She is seriously getting to me. Everyone is seriously getting to me. I can't sit in the staffroom at lunch without hearing her, or someone equally incompetent, start complaining about the place. It brings me right down. I mean it is hard enough for me to get out of bed each day and haul my depressed arse to work, let alone to sit and face this cesspool of lazy bastards. If I stay in the room for too long listening to all of their petty complains I start to o'er-brim with boiling anger! They are complaining about classes and kids that I like and enjoy and respect because I - unlike some - actually have classroom management skills and am not a lazy fucking sod. The staff meeting today turned into a free-for-all for all the lazy moaning shits who can't hack change because it moves them out of their precious little comfort zones where they don't have to work beyond the bare minimum. How is a person supposed to maintain their motivation and not crumble to pieces among this? Adding to my unhappiness, stupid new girl, poked her head in my classroom at the beginning of a lesson the other day and asked me to be quiet because she was running an exam. Yeah, that was cool. Except I had Year 7 boys and we were having a discussion lesson. So anyway, I run my lesson in hushed voices and muffled laughs. I was so proud of them because it is not often that twelve year-old boys can demonstrate such control. Except, half-way through, stupid new girl sticks her ugly mouse-head back in the door and says in a narky manner, "I asked you to keep it down! I'm running an exam." I was all like, "Excuse me? We are keeping it down. Give me a break. It's not like you gave us any notice. We are doing the best we can." She snapped, "Well I did tell you at the start of the lesson!" This made me snap, and I clenched my fists real tight and in my firmest - most condescending - voice replied, "Yeah, and I hate to break it to you Love, but telling me at the start of a lesson is not really enough notice, considering I've had this lesson planned for a week." Stupid fucking ignorant bitch. That's such poor form! Ordinarily I wouldn't snap at another staff member like that in front of the kids but if she wants to play the power game, well screw her, she's got nothing on me. Anyway, all goes fine. I ignore her and keep going with the kids. Twenty minutes before the end, her kids start to get really loud. Obviously they've finished her exams. But prissy little mouse-face has no classroom management skills so for the next twenty-minutes Year 7 and I struggled to keep our discussion going because we couldn't hear each other over the noise of the 23 rioting students next door! How's that for consideration! The nerve of some people. Then, THEN! afterwards in a different situation, people were complaining about the extra demands being placed on us at the moment and she had the audacity to say well within my ear shot (quite deliberately), "Well, I am too busy for this. Not everyone here has kids and work to worry about. Some of those other people should have to deal with it" SO intended for me! And I wanted to turn around and say, "Fuck you Prissy Mouse-face. I may not have kids but I have a husband who lives 2 hours away for work, two households to run and a very, very sick mother to look after. Adding to which i have major medicated fucking depression that leaves me so wrecked that I am in bed by 9:30pm and I struggle to make it through the day. If you can't manage family and work maybe you need to think your lifestyle choices." But I didn't. I kept it in and it has been chewing through me - in one of my repetitive thought cycles and I am writhing with anger. Gah! I fucking hate her. This all happened two days ago and I am still fuming. I took yesterday off because I couldn't deal with the environment of work. I need another job but my pdoc has advised me to wait until the end of the year to try and settle some of my ocd and depression first. Gah. Sorry this is so long. I am sort of embarrassed now that I've written it because it seems so petty, and I feel no bigger than these people that I loathe. But it's out now, so I'll post it for a little while. Nice introduction to my craziness - I do have major depression and mild ocd (repetitive thoughts, obsessive cleaning) -I also have a bad temper... Bernard Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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