très agité

For a Monday, I got excessively annoyed at one of my colleagues. I thought the gates of hell were going to open and swallow me up, that's how mad I got. I got so mad that I spoke with the principal about what happened. She didn't realise that the pomposity embodies this man is not just for fun--that he is serious when he does the affected things he does. But to bully, chastise and sass high school seniors for NOT donating money to a charitable organization is beyond acceptable. If I had tried to confront him myself then he would be limping. I would have ripped him a new one... seriously. Partly, it's protective nature for my students but partly it's because he went over the line this time. I was flippin mad. I was très agité.

Grrrrr... I did a very good job of not taking it out on my students, although they knew there was something bothering me. And I did admit there was something bothering me but I didn't go into any details. I am proud of myself for not taking it out in the kids; it would be very easy to do. It's kind of tempting to do, too, especially because it was the Monday Moans--all they do is whine and complain.

I tried to work on my assignment--I went to Al's for dinner tonight instead of going yesterday. It was kind of weird to go there on a Monday evening--and to go in the evening at all. I'm so used to going during the day that in the evening it seems weird. But the pizza is soooo good. :-)

Sooo, what else can I rant about? There are days I truly hate my job. It can be really hard to be nice to people who don't deserve anything other than indifference. Sarcasm is definitely my weapon of choice, too bad I can't really let fly.

Cute puppies, gooey cookies & George Clooney... that is my new mantra.