sorry...a pile of bricks? OMG, that's horrible.
That sucks about your truck. I hate "those days". I used to have those days when my stockings would get a run or a heel would break. But those are trivial these days. I'm hoping to have bad days that consist of just that soon...I need a new job.
I'm planning an escape plan now. I would quit, but the paychecks aren't too shabby.
Take today, although this is generally everyday:
I get to work and have parent conferences first thing to talk about how many days the student should get suspended for beating the crap out of another student yesterday. I was told by the principal to schedule this and then got yelled at for not serving outside duty.
Then I finally get the kids to a soft roar and get them somewhat engaged in instruction and I get called to a meeting that was supposedly cancelled (so I was late even though I didn't know) and had to listen to the special ed teacher take passive aggressive swipes at me for about 15 minutes. I remained professional, that's my downfall at times.
Then I get back to my room and see one girl jumping off the radiator, a few boys chasing each other around, and another girl rolling around on the floor (sixth grade mind you). While the rest of the kids are just yelling and fighting.
Then my break gets cancelled and I feel like someone is hammering a nail in the top of my head and the kids are still out of control because the sub was just sitting there shaking her head in utter disbelief...my kids are heathens. I finally get them settled and have to listen to them whine about a test.
Then they've used all the toilet paper, paper towels, and tissues and the custodian still hasn't returned with any so one student has to sit covering her face as snot is running down it because there are no tissue in the bathroom either. I'll stop there, the other half of the day is more of the same...go home, sleep, repeat
