You gotta love a post about waffles. Waffles are the bombdiggity. I love waffles so much. Going to the 24 hour Waffle House near the interstate makes me incredibly happy. And not just because it is next to the liquor store. Although that is a nice bonus.
I've been out from work for two days. The Tummy Yucks. That's what we call stomach upset around here. And truthfully, it is yucky. Also, it is a hard way to lose three pounds. I miss being at my school because I love having a job, specifically this job in particular. However, I hate to say it, I don't think my co-workers missed me too much. There are 8 kindergarten teachers whose classes are almost filled to capacity. When one meets the mark, presto! I get a kinder class of my own. Until then I have a pretty rockin' job. Working with small groups of low level kids, and teaching one science class a day, it is a great gig.
Some of the kindergarten teachers are not happy with me. Or my job. Or both. I don't exactly know. What I do know is that there have been grumblings behind my back. I'm fairly decent at reading people's emotions and I'll tell ya, ain't nobody foolin' me. My question in response is, "What can I do about it??". Honestly. I didn't create the job. I didn't interview me. (although one of them did) I didn't hire me. What gives?
I got totally railroaded during a grade level meeting on Friday. It made me sick to my stomach. I blame that meeting for me being sick yesterday and today. It was a delayed-getting-sick-to-my-stomach thing. So really, I miss being at my job. And I have sat here wondering, often on the potty, a great place to think, about my co-workers' attitudes. Are they glad I'm not there to work a job that irritates them? Are they pissed I'm not there to work a job that irritates them?
Anyhow, one thing I don't have to think too hard about is waffles. I know where I stand with them. And, praise the god of waffles, they tend to stay in my tummy when just about nothing else will.
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