Thursday, April 03, 2008

Breakdown

You'd think, with the recent happenings at my school, that things could only get better, right? Ha. You fool. The students (and faculty, quite frankly) are teetering on the edge at this point. Myself included. Laundry list time:

1. Third quarter ends tomorrow. Grades due Tuesday. Two labs and a quiz left to grade.

2. Students at each others' throats. Fight yesterday. Girl fight. (Not like that. Pervert.) Ex girlfriend of guy punches current girlfriend of guy and guy attempts to step in and punch ex-girlfriend. Guy kinda chunky and unattractive. Why such a Don Juan? Hung like bear? Best not to ask.

3. 9th grade team continuously changing class schedule for no apparent reason. We asked them politely not to do this months ago. Messes with all of us. People peeved.

4. P-T Conferences next week. No patience for dipshit advisees. Murder not an option.

5. PM School every Monday. Kills momentum of the rest of the week. Failing children attempting to make up credits while listening to iPods. Murder STILL not an option.

6. Apartment getting messy despite recently-done laundry. No time to clean. In fact, should be grading now. What the hell?

7. No seniors showing up for after-school Regents help. Guess who's held responsible when they fail? Considering the possibilities of unexplained disappearances/forged suicide notes.

8. College trip in two weeks. Eighty 10th graders with 5 teachers on an overnight trip upstate. Pretty sure that's illegal. Rural, heavily-wooded areas. Murder, hiding bodies, feigning ignorance totally an option.

There's more, but I'm going to start on lab #1 and see how far I can get this evening. Wish me luck/sanity!

2 comments:

Emma C said...

You know that if one your your students turns up dead in the woods, you'll be the number one suspect, if all the tv crime shows I've watched are at all realistic. Some sexy man/woman good cop/bad cop team will read this post to you verbatum (that'll be the good cop) and the bad cop will SLAM his/her fist down on the table, saying "We know what you did; just tell us where you hid the body!" I mean, just to warn you.

MJW said...

I could totally take Vincent D'Onofrio down any day. What's he, like 6'10"? Ptth.