Hi Dad! I’m in JAIL!

My new workplace is..interesting. To say the least.

I got called in on the carpet on Friday, after working there a whole two weeks, and my job was threatened.

And I quote, “There are 200 people out there who would love to have your job! They would take your job in a second!”

What exactly did I do?

I went on a home visit, and then went to lunch. I didn’t call the school to check in.

I was very upset initially, but today, when i got a memo in my box about newsletters being turned in that had not been proofed very well, I realized the woman just has some emotional control issues.

I realized this because she used some of the EXACT SAME SENTENCES to describe how this newsletter thing was UNACCEPTABLE as she did to tell me my work ethic and slacking (nope, not kidding, she called me a slacker) was UNACCEPTABLE.

Newsletter vs being out of the school for three hours…

Hmmm.

I’ve come to realize this has a very specific feeling. See, while I was being yelled at, she insisted I give her the name and phone number of the family I was visiting. To check up on me. Much as you would check up on a teenager who had a history of lying to you.

That settles it. Next time she’s out of town, I’m throwing a party. BYOConstruction paper, ’cause toast forbid if you dont have any when she checks in your cabinets.

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