Thursday, November 15, 2007

Am I On Candid Camera?

Because, seriously? This is ridiculous. Someone MUST be filming this...

For the last few days (which have also been peppered with late night conferences, professional development sessions/time wasters so as you can assume, I'm in a fab state of mind)I have been relentlessly hounding my students to turn in their damn permission slips for a trip we had scheduled for today. Just to add another straw to the camel's back, it is interesting to note that this is a field trip planned by Ms. Weavalicious. It's like I should have seen it coming...

I mean, fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice...just shoot me. Really.

It's 7:45 a.m. I have been at school for about thirty minutes putting the finishing touches on some amazing sktech pads and materials I have put together so that my students can record their own inspirations as we tour the museum. I am mentally preparing myself for the joys of field trips...the bathroom visits, lost seat belts...

It is now 7:55 a.m. I am on my way out the door to fill up my water bottle and pick up my class.

The phone rings.

Again, I should have seen it coming.

Ms. Weavalicious: Mrs. Mimi?

Me: Hi.

Ms. Weavalicious: Were you planning on going on the trip today?

Me: Um, yes.

Ms. Weavalicious: Because it was cancelled. Didn't I tell you that?

Me: Um, no. (These are the moments when I think I should take deep breathing or yoga classes to re-center myself because honestly, I just want to go postal on her right about now).

Ms. Weavalicious: Yea, they cancelled on Friday. It must have slipped my mind.
Sorry. But you'll work it out.

Me: Um....

Ms. Weavalicous: Don't you have anything else planned?? I'm sure you can work something else out.

Me: Um, no. I was planning on being gone from 9 to 1. Can I have a sub for just half an hour or something so I can pull something together?? I have to go pick my class up.

Ms. Weavalcious: Sorry. No. I'm sure you'll find a minute to pull something together. You'll work it out.

Me: (You are lucky that we are surrounded by witnesses.) Ok...well, I have two chaperones coming. I think they took the day off work. Can you call them and explain? I don't want them to come all the way back to school.

Ms.Weavalcious: Why can't you do it? I think you could work that out.

Me: (If she tells me to "work it out" one more time, I just might scream something I regret into the phone...) Because I'll be teaching and desperately scraping together a coherent day of instruction at the last minute???

Ms. Weavalicous: Don't you have a cell phone?

Me: Yes...

Ms. Weavalcious: So you do it. You can work it out.

Me: While I'm supposed to be teaching and lesson planning?

Ms. Weavalicious: I'm sure you'll work it out.

Later, when I sent a child with a note to her office, they reported back that she was busy reading the paper.

And while I pulled a fairly rocking day out of my a*s, I fantasized about bad things happening to Ms. Weavalcious. Not massive physical harm or anything...more like that she would get her wallet stolen, or her side view mirror ripped off in a drive-by...something annoying enough to ruin HER day. After all, I'm sure she'd work it out.

14 comments:

Anonymous said...

OMG! That is one crazy B****! Poison? Shooting? Knife? I don't think any of those things are good enough for her. I think she should be put in a classroom full of ED kids with no meds for a week.
I think this lady needs to be put to some kind of cruel end. I would be screaming until I was fired. I am so sorry this happened to you. Maybe a good anonymous practical joke would work. How about a potato in her exhaust pipe. I mean her car not her, although both would be a nice touch. Mystery Teacher

superdeens said...

Omigod, I hate her.

17 (really 15) more years said...

Holy crap- and I thought I worked with a bunch of freekin' lunatics.

If it makes you feel any better, I can write about how our literacy coach stapled all the predictive assessments wrong and forgot to hand out the directions.....

Anonymous said...

covering her entire office in "post-its" is always fun...watching her clean them up; even MORE fun! tip: buy them by the "brick"; you'll save $$ that way. not that i would know or anything....

cathy
santa clara, ca

Jerome said...

You should give her as much notice the next time you need to take a vacation. 'Oh, I didn't tell you? Yeah, I'll be out all this week, you'll work it out.'

cbh said...

you're kidding. you have to be kidding. please tell me you're kidding. good lord mimi... i'm sorry.

Mimi said...

Sorry friends, this one is 100% true.

(sigh)

Not Quite Grown Up said...

Wow. Just wow.

J said...

holy sh!t.
there must be someone to report this BS to! someone who can help you or fire her incompetent ass or something!

jenamoured said...

please complain to your central office about that ridiculous bitch.

i pretty much pulled the most unprofessional move on my principal on friday. that morning i had been handed a couple of tests to go over and see if they were on pacing. my planning is not until the end of the day (last class). of course, during that time on friday i was doing various housekeeping tasks. school was over, i met up with the principal to ask her about when the assessment of tests was due.

she said, "Oh my god, you haven't done those yet? Those are due today! Why didn't you do those yet?" and not in a very nice tone. then she said, "When did you get those? I'm not really sure why you haven't finished this task yet."

so i said, "I got them this morning during a class. I'm not sure if you remember, but I'm a teacher here. So I have to, you know, teach classes all day. That's why I didn't get to this. Because I was doing that teaching thing. With the students."

so mad. i did apologize later for snapping at her, but let her know that the message i sent is still clear, and that she can not give me stuff in the morning and expect me to have it done by the end of the day, especially if she doesn't tell me her expectations.

Mimi said...

Whoo hoo!!! Good for you Jen!!!

Anonymous said...

We have a yahoo principal. I'm in Texas, get the stereotype? Anyway for the last two Thursdays we've had staff meeting about what we can do to improve our standardized test scores. We stayed until 6:00 and the students leave at 3:10. INSANE! Her kids are adults and she lives alone. This wasn't one of her clubbing nights or Friday Happy Hour so she didn't have a problem staying that late. People were ready to ATTACK!

Hugh O'Donnell said...

Mimi, you've create a new 21st century allusion: "You can work it out."

Anyone who's read your stories of Mrs. W. will burst into paroxysms of laughter just thinking about the context those words were spoken in.

Hugh aka Repairman

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