No, I am not going to quit my job, but I am not as in love with it as I once was.
This
research subject, which is all new, is pissing me off to no end.
Russell, the eternal tool, decided to talk about it at the staff meeting
on Friday but gave NO credit to Veronica, Deb or myself for all the
materials we have developed. WTF?!?! RAAAAAAAAAAGE!
We also have
this Moodle crap that is all done online, not worth a lick for marks and
we have to mark it. I have to be here for 8 hours on a Monday with only
4 hours of teaching. Max wants to add a kid to my class this week in
research with a major assessment due on Thursday. Can she catch up, he
asked? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!?!?
I also had my meeting with
Russell and that was pointless. I truly felt like he was going to can me
at the end of it. I hate that man.
I don't regret taking off on Friday and not telling anyone. Screw you.
During the Easter break, I get to do marking. FABULOUS!
Thing
is, I still love this place and my students, for the most part. I have a
few new drop kicks. At least I don't have Veronica's classes. She had a
Middle Eastern student tell her that he wanted out of her class because
she's female! This is something that we often face. So far, fingers and
toes crossed, none of my Middle Eastern kids have been offended because
I am a working woman. Phew.
G's work is hell too. He comes home
angry and pissy and I have to just avoid him for 1/2 an hour (at least)
when he gets home. Nice. Aren't we a barrel of fun now? It's affecting
us more than we both care to admit. At least I am in therapy, which is
proving helpful. I think G could use it too.
Still no
word back from Rhonda, which is just fine with me. Troy got remarried,
which I sooooooooo wanna gloat about, but I want nothing from her, so
why open that wound?
Had Clare's 40th birthday this weekend and
it was a bit crazy. Lots of drinking and people. Hiring a hosueboat when
it says it sleeps ten is like expecting a tent to actually sleep 10
people. No. Yes, the boat had room for 10 BUT it would have been better
if there had been maybe 6 or 8 people tops. We had fun. I drank too much
but at least I did not get as maudlin and stroppy as Clare. Oh she was
off her tits and it was not pretty. She was whinging about Alan and he
was just inside the boat cabin and heard EVERYTHING she said. When I
went in to go to the loo, he looked so so so hurt by all that she was
saying. She did say some pretty awful things. She hinted that she might
have to dump him if he didn't smarten up.
We played trivia a
couple of nights so that was fun. One night, we did Clare trivia which
she liked. Alan, her husband, didn't think it would go down well, but
she loved it. She is very much an attention whore at times.
I
have to admit I felt a few pangs of envy because my husband did NOTHING
for my 40th - something I am still bitter about. I know he is not into
these things, BUT I ASKED HIM!!!! Nothing. Nada. Not even a cupcake.
I
know Clare is upset mostly due to lack of work, but her husband does a
lot to keep her happy and to show her that he loves her. She should
respect that more. I dunno. I just know how unappreciated I feel most of
the time. *shrug* Everyone is different.
We have dinner with them this Wednesday to celebrate her actual birthday. Should be fun!
It
was a LOOOOONG weekend with 8 other people around us at all times. I
know G is suffering from all the socialising. He hid out for a lot of
the weekend, too, either napping or smoking, leaving me to be all social
and shit. *sigh*
Sophie is taking her sweet time getting back to
me about the Junk trip in HK in July. That's worrying me too. I want
that to happen, so I hope she replies soon. I might have to try to call
her over the Easter break.
