The Hell and the Hierarchy

I feel far too tired to be writing a scathing attack on my day at work. Thankfully there's only half a day left until the holidays!

First lesson Drama Queen was in and did her usual, "look at me while I say something unfunny and sarcastic at this student" thing. I felt like a bartender as I sat at the desk processing books (yes the boss let me have work.) Drama Queen proceeded to tell me her ails while the boys called her name and one little turd in particular didn't shut up the entire lesson. She actually threatened to kill him and I like a good colleague I offered to help her. She did nothing to control the little fucks but protested loudly how miserable she was, how she wants out, its all too hard wahwahwah. She should try being a library assistant where you have to put up with incapable teaching staff like her.

I spent much time hearding my favourite phrase, "can I have this printed in colour". We have one coloured printer and only staff can access it. So if the boys want to print we have to do it for them. I get so fucking sick of it. Especially when half of doesn't need printed in colour at all and while they say, "you get better marks" I'm hoping that's not true. Its the content that matters not whether your title is pink and your border blue.

Drama Bitch turned up unannounced last lesson. Continues to try and befriend me. Desire to kill grows stronger every day.

There are quite a few staffing changes and the school hierarchy has changed to; Principal, Deputy Principal, Head of Senior School, Head of Middle School, Head of Primary. How many fucking people do we need? Interestingy 4 people went for the Head of Senior School position. Three were women, none of them got it. Having said that the male that got the job is lovely and so I don't mind.

Its rumoured my favourite English teacher is retiring. He's beautiful and passionate about the subject and wears a black skivvy and reminds me of a beat poet. His departure and the loss the the teaching of English makes me die a little on the inside.