I promised myself I wouldn't talk about this, but then again, I think everyone has "that" person at work.
I've worked with "she who shall not be named" for four years. Our relationship started out fine. She was the more experienced teacher and so she was happy.
However, she got too competitive.
"Did you get a proficient or distinguished on your evaluation?"
The first year she got distinguished and so she flaunted her score. The second year I got distinguished and she got proficient. When she asked me about it and I told her she said "Well, that pisses me off."
Last year was absolutely awful. No matter what I did she complained or found a way to be passive aggressive.
Not to mention that I found out she has been gossiping about me with students! She told them about a medical procedure I had! She also tells students about other staff issues... Such as others who are having personal issues or those who might not get their contract renewed.
Yeah, this is the woman who rarely shows up to work on time or even attends staff meetings. And no one says anything!
Parents hate her and most of the staff avoids her. She picks favorites with students and stands in front of the classroom lecturing about inane family issues that she has no business discussing.
She gets volatile if anyone knows something that she doesn't know about a student.
Whenever we have any type of group discussion she completely monopolizes the conversation or she goes off on a tangent about something utterly irrelevant. I hate going to meetings that she's involved in.
Oh, and she is a master manipulator. For example, last week she had her TA bring me a bouquet of flowers during first period. During second period I learned why. I got five pre-release forms from her excusing students to attend an activity she'd planned....yep, all from MY class! No warning, no discussion prior!
I'm sure I will have more to bitch about later. She's been better behaved as of late. She mentioned that she has to be good or she would lose her job. Maybe the powers that be have finally caught on to her!
Dear very good, but not best, friend, Liver,
I want to apologize for my behavior last night. I really don't know what gets into me and makes me lose my senses.
We've been friends our entire lives and I was kind to you for several decades. But age has made me cruel and thoughtless.
Our days are typically great and our evenings begin on a positive note too. We converse over a glass of wine or a cranberry vodka while I prepare our dinner. After dinner we continue our pleasantries. And that is when things begin to sour. I can't stop what has begun. Sometime we continue to chat and dance over several glasses of bourbon. My new friend, Elijah Craig, whispers naughty words in my ear. But I finally totter off to bed. You are left to clean up the mess. You try to help me, but I am usually too out of it to do much for myself.
The next day you are in pain, hurting from last night's cruelty. But dear friend, you make me suffer as well. My head pounds and my stomach churns. I want to just lay I the couch and whimper.
I think I know what will help... A Bloody Mary or a Stella, a pound of bacon and some scrambled eggs.
Until next weekend, my friend!
I believe I have the crappiest Internet service in western civilization. My internet has a three letter name, but to keep it anonymous, I will refer to it as WTF Internet because usually we ask WTF when we are online and the pages are loading at the speed of a sloth.
It wouldn't be so bad except that we pay over $100 a month for WTF. Our internet connection requires a landline that we rarely use.
The wireless is weak too. If my son is watching Netflix or playing Call of Duty, I might as well scrap any plans I have for surfing or watching short video clips because having two or more people online at once is too much for WTF internet.
We are probably going to divorce ourselves from WTF next year. I can save that money and go to the local coffee shop once a week and do my work there.
If you are here it is because I sent you the link or you typed "naked" into Google search and somehow came across my site.
Regardless, my plan is to include a little bit of everything.
I am a wife, mom, grandma, teacher, cat mama, chicken and duck caregiver and a myriad of other titles. I can do many things, but I'm definitely no expert in any one thing.
My plan is to use this site to chronicle my life in a naked sort of way, hopefully exposing all of the strange and simple experiences so that others may find comfort, humor or camaraderie in my follies.
I'm glad you're here! I hope you come back again.