Headache!

I signed up to be responsible for staff shirts. I contacted the supplier. I decided upon a design that would allow for a men's style and a women's style for the same price. I special ordered samples of some women's sizes to ease growing concerns. I personally spoke to every staff member about the sizes and how the women's ran extremely small. I double-checked the order. I placed the order. I collected the money. I'm still collecting money from some of the deadbeats. I make sure the shirts arrive in time for picture day.

The women's shirts are tiny!

The men's enormous!

Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch! Complaint after Complaint!
Return the shirts! Change the style! Change my size!

Special ordered... Embroidered... Special Ordered! I only order what was requested!

I have a headache.

* See previous posts and you will learn that teachers, in general, are whiners! I work with teachers... they whine! I take classes with teachers... they whine. My friends are teachers... they whine. I'm a teacher and I am whining.

What The Hell Is Wrong With People: Part II

So the 2 suspects, 16 year olds, who 'allegedly' poured industrial strength cleaner containing sulhuric acid on playground equipment in Baltimore county claim that they didn't mean to hurt anyone. They just wanted to see if the acid would melt the slide. So they broke into an elementary school, stole property from the school and vandalized public property just for shits and giggles. The little boy who slid into the pool of acid, suffered severe burns to his lower body and is going to have a long, painful road of operations and rehabilitation ahead of him was just a tragic accident.

Course the accident wouldn't have happened if the two dipshits were home reading a book or had actual hobbies!

People Are Stupid! People Suck!

2 things I learned today.

1. I know about Tesla the band but not that much about Tesla the inventor. I watched 'Coffee & Cigarettes', and they talked about Tesla's Coil.
2. I actually like Pickled Beets. We were dinner guests and beets were offered. I accepted and went back for seconds. They were quite good.

*Another Earth Shattering Post, I Realize.

What The Hell Is Wrong With People?

Baltimore County, Saturday April 14, 2007.

Some immoral, demented, soulless bastards broke into a local elementary school, stole harsh cleaning chemicals (Sulphuric Acid) and poured them all over nearby playground equipment. Some poor two year old boy slides down the slide and winds up having to be taken to the Emergency Room with 2ND and 3RD degrees burn on his body. A TODDLER burned by acid because some shithead was playing a prank! I can't imagine what kind of person would commit such a crime!

JESUS CHRIST, PEOPLE SUCK!

The Egg Hunt

There I was leading my nephew through the yard in search of hidden treasure. Eggs in the grass. Eggs in the tree. Eggs in the flowerpot. Eggs by the fence. He spotted some from many feet away. There were others he was lucky he didn't step on before he saw them. It was a good time.

All in the name of Christianity and a big fluffy rabbit.

Disappointed

I was disappointed in the grade. We could have done bettter. We lost points in several areas that I feel I wouldn't have lost points if I had been responsible for those areas. I wasn't.

She was disappointed. The teacher. She told one of my group members that I should have 'Stepped Up' and taken charge. I should have shouldered more of the burden.

It's group project, lady. Groups have weak links. I did my part, and shouldn't be blamed for the shortcomings of others. Group projects are not easy.

I work better alone.

April Fools Day Blues

I don't know what it is. Usually I'm in it to win it when it comes to April 1st. Family, friends and anyone whithin reach should be weary. This year... NOTHING! I didn't even prank call my best friend's mother and she's the easiest mark I've ever met.

Lately I've been a little under the weather. Tired alot these days, as well. Maybe I'm getting old. Maybe I'm becoming boring. Maybe I've lost my mischevious desires. Maybe Peter Pan is dead.

Or I've just been a little distracted. There may be an opportunity for me to change my job once again. It would combine my two passions of theatre and working with special needs children. It could be great, but there are so many factors to take into consideration. (Salary, benefits, commute, another moveetc.) It's not turning out to be a black and white issue, especially now since the wedding's been postponed indefinitely. Oh well, I'll figure things out.

Valuable Class Time

It seemed that only 1 or 2 people had actually read the chapter. The teacher kept asking questions but received only silence in return. Crickets. Her lecture was on her specialty. She had a passion for this specific topic, and everyone in the class seemed to have banked on the quality of her presentation and so skipped the assigned reading.

Come on, people. Pay attention. This will be on your final. You'll need to know this. This is very important.

I drew this during the class. It's a mountain landscape with flying fudgecicles, bleeding teeth, musical notes, and a teddy bear falling to it's death. Just doodling.

Luck O D Irish...

I apologize to all of my Chicago friends whom I did not get a chance to see on our little visit. We were busy... We were trying to see as many people as possible... we failed.

The highlight of my weekend had to be giving a statement to the police. Man, it felt good performing my civic duty. I saw it all! I squealed like a stool pigeon about the brawl and my stupid ass even gave my personal info to the officer writing the report. I hope this BS doesn't go to trial...

Ah... the city life. How I miss it.

Yesterday...

There was just enough snow at the bottom of the slide for me to make a few snowballs with which my nephew then enjoyed pelting me in the chest.