Religion Karma and Africa

Religion teachers are a whole other kind of stupid. They have vastly inflated egos with such self importance that each and every one needs slapped with a Bible, repeatedly.

The acting Head of Religion in all her 'I think I'm really hot' (actually you're really old and I feel embarrassed by you) glory waltzed up to the circ desk and said that she wanted a powerpoint projector and screen set up in the Chapel the next morning. Oh and that they needed it done by 8:40am. There was no please, no thankyou, no offers of help. I informed my boss whose nostrils flared and lips formed a sneer. It was quickly decided that Head of Religion was a bitch and she could do it herself if she was that desperate.

Come this morning and my boss tells me that when I'm upstairs for the morning meeting I'm to inform the Head of Religion that we've not had the time to complete her request. I get upstairs and find her sitting on her arse, gasbagging to the Drama Bitch (she's a new kind of special). The Head of Religion does not take my news well and storms out.

Turns out God does not favour this particular Head of Religion as her laptop battery died a few minutes in and she had nothing to plug it into the mains. Karma is a bitch...

Drama Bitch decided to use her usual tactic last lesson and turn up with her class. No booking what so ever.
My Boss: "You're not booked in."
Drama Bitch: "Oh aren't I..." feigns surprise/retardedness "Didn't I ask someone?"
Me and My Boss: "NO!"
She proceeds to do her little girl act and my boss relents and lets her use the desks near the front. Usually she's just lets her class on the computers or crawls up someones arse until they let her share. I spent the whole time so tense I was almost shaking and fighting the urge to leap the circ desk and beat her to death with a stapler.

It wasn't all bad though. There is one African boy who can only be described as infectious. His smile, warmth and humour can brighten even the shittiest of day. Today as I was teaching him the finer art of photocopy sorting and stapling. He informed me he is going to go back to Africa and open a school where he'll teach any one who wants to learn. He said he'll take me with him. I can bring who I like. He'll pay for everything and pay me to work in the library at the school. I am so very touched and should he open that school I shall go.