We are now entering day 9 of employment with blah-dy blah-dy school system. While at first I wondered WHY my team was not spitting out information at me, I know why now. I probably would've turned tail and quit.

Now, now, I'm not turning into a "teacher" blog, but indulge me, will you? I read THAT entry that YOU wrote. Remember?

I had a father call me yesterday - he was rather agressive on the phone - wanting to know why I didn't send home paper with his child to do homework on. Ummm, you don't have paper there? What do YOU write on? And what in the hell business is it of yours if I DON'T use the colored folders? Especially when you don't buy the colored folders, but just buy any folder and write "RED", "BLUE" etc., etc., on them? Who cares if you only see the same old folder? I'm ECONOMIZING, motherfucker!!!! Oops, did I say that?

One parent came in and asked me to fasten his cuffs for him. Last time I checked in the mirror (which was probably fairly recently, given my disgustingly vain self), I didn't see "Your Personal BITCH" tattooed there. Inappropriate much?

/End. Work.

Final Observation. I haven't seen one damn person use their damn blinker to merge.One finger, people! ONE! FUCKING! FINGER!