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FIREFLY: A Man Called Jayne

My Plus One

I feel vaguely less like death today, but im fairly certain that's because the entire day was spent doing "new hire" paperwork...no, im not a new hire, but my situation is so incredibly complicated that it's easier to do the paperwork then try to convince the financial people that their computer system knows me and likes me. So, I didnt have to spend any time in the room with NOTHING.

NOTHING. Zilch. Zip. Nada.

...actually, that's a lie. There IS something currently in my classroom. It has too many legs, 2 wings, and it's lying dead in the middle of the floor.

Yes, Im on day three of employment, AND I DONT HAVE ANY FURNITURE. I dont have cubbies, or tables, or bookshelves, or legos or blocks or even a freaking Mr Potato Head. Why? Because the crazy people who closed my old classroom decided that if they were closing that classroom for good, then the stuff needed to go SOMEWHERE, so why not have it shipped down to my NEW classroom?

Which would be shiny! Except for the fact that the truck has not yet come to the old school to even pick up all my crap. When will it happen? NO ONE KNOWS.

Oh, but Im supposed to be setting up the physical space! Well, maybe I could do some planning...except for that all the stuff I need to plan - like, oh, the computer, the printer, the Boardmaker software, the buckets for individual work...yeah, that's all AT THE OLD SCHOOL! Not just there, it's at the old school in about four different closets in various rooms around campus. Just to make things easier!

THANKS WORLD. I HATE TEACHING. I NEEDED THE REMINDER. THANKS!

darkeyedwolf passed this one to me when I was a zombie, and it makes me smile, which is a big thing right now, so Im sharing it.

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