Let me preface by saying that I LOOOOVE that I was announced as the new teacher in the Fuji Flyer. That was the fucking icing on the cake. I loooved hearing that I wasn't the first choice and having to fight for a position that was somehow owed to me. Did I say that? Excuse me? I love hearing the "I'll let you know" and then finding out that I was fucked over by reading the Daily Bulletin. The FUCKING DAILY BULLETIN, for FUCK'S SAKE! I love how CLEAR (Crystal, only) it was made that (all together now, kids) THAT I AM NOT THE REAL TEACHER and that I WILL ENSURE A SEAMLESS TRANSITION. I love how I was avoided every day for a week. I love how I'm not only not spoken to, but ignored, at work and not looked in the eye. I love how someone else thought I had the position, but SHOCKER! I don't. I love how I am welcome to spend hundreds of dollars out of my own pocket to ensure that Yokota's youngsters have the best when their kindergarten doors open, but I wasn't paid last Friday, not directly your fault, but ironic all the same, yes? I love how I was labeled "The MOST POPULAR SUB" (poke. poke. See what a Master's can get you boys and girls?) I bet five dollars that as soon as I walk out that door this Friday, I'll never be called to work there again. I LOVE that! *sparkle sparkle* I should have been handed the jar of Vaseline at the door.