This is me writing. This is me writing from work. This is me working hard.
As the title says I am indeed at work- I know surprise, surprise but apparently I do sometimes actually work. This week has been really, really good- work wise; I’ve worked everyday (except Tuesday) for eight hours which never happened except in the summer (hopefully). Anyway I decided to bring my laptop because it’s been a long week and I knew I’d need a little me time and what says ‘me-time’ better then reading other people’s journals and their wonderful stories??? (Hint- hint Tonya, please update your Sam/Ava story). I should be checked online for good deal to Las Vegas but I feel the need to vent much more.
Yesterday I had a screaming match with one of my co-workers; the lady is such a pain in the ass. I don’t know how many of you people out in cyberspace actually read my journal but for those who do who are in Day Care I feel for you- I myself am in day care and I would never wish this job on anyone. I wouldn’t be surprised if it was in fact Day Care that had the highest burn-out rate. It’s draining and trying and eye-opening (and not in the good way…LOL) I’ve been doing this for three years and I am seriously at the end of my rope- I need to get out of here. But it’s not so much the children that seem to make day care working so hard, don’t get me wrong you will always find those few children that are like having ten children a piece, but I tend to find that the hardest part of day care is everybody else.
Its parents who can’t be bothered to pick up their children at a decent hour, especially when their work ends at 1:30pm and they aren’t coming for their kids till 5:30pm. And it’s a director that wouldn’t know her head from her ass and is in charge of ‘running’ (I’m using the word lightly here) the center- on top of the fact that she spends four of out of eight hours she is paid for off doing god knows what. And lastly it’s the other people you work with.
Now all in all the people I work with are wonderful- but this one lady lives to cause trouble. She is a grown woman- somewhere in her 40s with three grown children at house and she still tells on people. I still can’t believe it and yet I know what by Monday I will have been told on and I will feel like I’m in school all over again. How can we tell our children to talk out their problems when one of their teachers can’t even? Anyway my break is ending and I’ve yet to check for flight deals to Vegas so if anyone knows of any good sites for that drop me a line.
Until next time.