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Yo brothers.

 

Feel the need to offload before I continue chipping away at the iceberg I have been instructed to liquidise, between now and Wednesday.

 

Yes, Ofsted are descending, 'unannounced', like the cackling witches they are. Upon my humble SEBD school, to examine and pick over my teaching ability and paperwork carcass, for two and a half whole f*cking days! (Sorry about the acronyms - not the swearing, you'll have to cope with that - but I'll have to recommend Google, if you want any help with those. Too busy! Too busy!)

 

In short, this means I must, once again, don the said suit of this thread and pretend that, in fact, I do NOT:

 

a) Feel physically, incredibly sh*t. (Hormones, why did you ever bother me at the age of fourteen? You have only, ever, given me continuous daily headaches, the ability to zone-out when I really shouldn't and stomach cramps. Yet, in return, I have never borne you a bairn. So. Simply. Why??! Oh, I suppose getting the breasts helped but that's about it.)

 

b) Have dyspraxia which, as well as making the admin organisation seem virtually unfathomable, also manifests my deepest, darkest, fears of 'speaking in public'. (Yes, despite the fact that I teach for a living). This, loosely interpreted, means I get major blocks in my ability to transfer my thoughts from my head to my lips, when under excess pressure. (Yum. I am, naturally, relishing my every expression being observed for a total of 15 hours.)

 

c) Feel bloody LONELY, having to get on with this with no-one available for a quick cuddle (or something more stress relieving ;)). Or, indeed, someone who could just help me out with sh*t, like the small city of washing-up that is getting increasingly densley populated as my so-called weekend 'progresses'. (I even had to leave the dog - bless her furry socks! - at the dog-sitters last night, due to leaving work at freakin' midnight.)

 

d) Currently have limited financial resources, to add to my woes. (E.g. I can't afford to leave the dog at the dog-sitter's overnight. Can't afford a quick take-away supper to keep me bouyant and beavering away this evening. Or anything else nice for about the next two years, apparently.)

 

e) Believe their timing to be absurd, considering the various pressures my precious cohort are under, right now.

 

f) Have a dirty, nasty virus on my laptop. (That's right! The one I need to be glued to all weekend!)

 

Oookay.. :o

 

Does that cover it? :confused:

 

It'll do. :rolleyes:

 

Onto the next chore on my toilet-roll sized list today. :sick:

 

Thanks for listening. :love:

 

*mickleb peers down at her signature, under this thread, and sighs* :lmao:

 

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A well deserved rant for it does appears at the moment that stars have aligned behind a dark cloud with little if no silver lining. The gods Hades and Zeus has team up in a unholy partnership to smite some undeserving vengeance upon you with an amalgamation of hormones, melancholy, and technological menace forging your own personal river Acheron with hardly a paddle to power yourself.

 

But I have not doubt you will navigate these waters and face your real world Rhadamanthus, Minos, and Aeacus for whom will righteously and rightfully see the quality of your souls work. For soon you and your puppy will be frolicking in your own Elysian Fields with those who never doubted you standing in the tall grass applauding your amazing success in the face of such a daunting deed.

 

Hang in there and breath.

 

 

PS You may be a bit blue in spirit...but unlike Keith Richards at least your not blue in flesh.

 

 

 

 

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A well deserved rant for it does appears at the moment that stars have aligned behind a dark cloud with little if no silver lining. The gods Hades and Zeus has team up in a unholy partnership to smite some undeserving vengeance upon you with an amalgamation of hormones, melancholy, and technological menace forging your own personal river Acheron with hardly a paddle to power yourself.

 

But I have not doubt you will navigate these waters and face your real world Rhadamanthus, Minos, and Aeacus for whom will righteously and rightfully see the quality of your souls work. For soon you and your puppy will be frolicking in your own Elysian Fields with those who never doubted you standing in the tall grass applauding your amazing success in the face of such a daunting deed.

 

Hang in there and breath.

 

 

PS You may be a bit blue in spirit...but unlike Keith Richards at least your not blue in flesh.

 

 

 

 

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I was gonna chime in but I cant beat that

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Awww MB...I know the feeling... We have OFSTED on Monday....

It's make or break for us... we are under special measures..

 

Worked every hour God sent past two weeks....still not ready (totally identify with the feeling lonely bit..)

 

Will be thinking of you.. Good luck to us both.

:)

 

((hugs))

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Robot monkey suits chafe. Hate them. And you know how they always say that one size fits all, but they tell a lie.

 

I hope you can get out from under it soon. No fun at all. Hugs.

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ill tell u a story maybe it will make u smile.

 

so its in my darkest days. im miserable. but its the night b4 halloween and im at my little sisters college party.

 

its gets late. its just me and her roomate on the futon.

 

im desperate. im sad. im faking it till i make it. i havent slept in days.

 

shes talking. im talking. i try to kiss her. she backs away.

 

she looks me dead in the eye, and says..

 

"life is hard sometimes"

 

yeah...so thats my motto...sometimes.

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ill tell u a story maybe it will make u smile.

 

so its in my darkest days. im miserable. but its the night b4 halloween and im at my little sisters college party.

 

its gets late. its just me and her roomate on the futon.

 

im desperate. im sad. im faking it till i make it. i havent slept in days.

 

shes talking. im talking. i try to kiss her. she backs away.

 

she looks me dead in the eye, and says..

 

"life is hard sometimes"

 

yeah...so thats my motto...sometimes.

 

Maybe I suffering from Saturday sentimentality but for what ever reason reason, that story is f#cking totally kicking my ass. And no I am not crying, just got something in my eye...:o

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"Don't let her go anywhere and pay her lots more money."

 

These were the inspector's instructions to my manager, apparently..

 

:¬D

 

Thank you all, so much, for your kind, funny and very wise words. You really helped me over the sizeable hump I found myself beached on, last Saturday.

 

sda: Thanks for considering having a go, anyway!

 

Brightmoon: Hugs indeed! Special measures is no place to be when you've got even two grams of additional stress happening in your life. I commend you just for trying, considering what you've got on your plate. Do, please, let me know how it's going/gone.

 

dem: Loved your response! Yes, they bloody DO chafe but, oo, it's almost worth putting one on for that fine feeling you get, when it's time to hang it up at the end of your shift, eh?

 

McG: What a perfect little tale. Sometimes.. You're right. But not tonight, my friend, not this night!

 

GC: What can I say? You're just a beautiful man, really, aren't you? (P.S. I can be blue, when the occasion is called for..)

 

So, my pupils have definitely been learning but what has teacher learned? I have learned that, yes Keith, in the end, it really is great to be anywhere..

 

:rolleyes:

 

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Posted

congrats, I suggest you make sure the old boss follows through with the money suggestion.;)

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