The Bad Day
In reference to my post last night about yesterday being a bad day:
To begin with: Monday night (after my Ambien) my computer decided it no longer wanted to charge. After trying for a couple of HOURS to make it work, I shut it down. I knew I would need it yesterday morning to look up IBM service numbers and print out lesson plans for the week. So yes, all night Monday I was offline. HORROR.
I woke up early and threw off my entire schedule Tuesday morning because I had to call IBM and talk to a retard. After telling him all of my (and my computer's) info, he FINALLY connected me with a technician. I will NOT recount the 3 minute conversation I had with THAT dick, but he basically said he couldn't tell me if it was my computer or the cord but the best way to "fix it" would be to not move the cord. Um, why would I want to have a LAPTOP that I can't move? NOT a great way to start the day. From taking the Ambien I was a bit mellower (is that a word??) than usual so I had planned on asking Latimer to do the calendar. I walk into school (and can immediately tell Rico isn't happy with me) and see her and she's on the brink of tears. Scratch the plan of HER being any help. I immediately took ephederine to perk me up. JITTERS! Then once in class (after the class did a HORRIBLE job of walking in line) I was stupid enough to give them prizes at the BEGINNING of the day. And THEN Mrs. Madden from the district office came in for a "friendly visit." Yeah, definitely observing. It was probably one of the worst days ever. Mrs. Latimer was walking around "trying to help" but it just made the kids more distracted; Carly got sick and Mrs. Latimer had to take her to the nurse; Dante was left in the class and I was alone with him and the class; they didn't want to participate; they were all talking out of turn; they refused to stay on the edge of the carpet . . . do I really need to go on? When she left I blew up and basically wanted to leave the room so I could go cry in a corner. Mrs. Latimer was MIA so I was stuck. The kids lost recess and centers. Thank GOD that when Mr. Adams came in they were all being quiet because I was reading to them. Thank God for small miracles. I saw Mr. Adams in the hall and he could tell I was upset so during recess (when I should have had a break to relieve stress) I was caught up in his office. He relieved a lot of fears and promised me that I did not get a bad report and that my job was not in trouble. I know, I was probably overreacting but I told him myself that after what happened to Susie you can never be too careful!
After school I was supposed to do some planning with Rebecca but I was so stressed I told her we would have to reschedule and I left for Union. Once I got home I was told at Radio Shack that the cord for my computer would be $100. WTF? Forget it . . . I just really won't move the computer for awhile!
I couldn't get anyone on the phone so I was just stuck thinking of my horrible day. I was also letting personal issues get to me. Rebecca doesn't help here. I mean, I KNOW it's "normal" but I just don't like it. :( Sometimes I AM a girl . . .
Then something happened. I got home, I saw my Mom and my Nana, they let me vent, and I suddenly started feeling better. We went shopping and then for dinner at Pizza Hut (yay for Tuesday). By the time I left for home I was calmer.
Now, I know that may not seem like the end of the world to you but just being in that classroom and being on display like that . . . And knowing how much BETTER they CAN be . . . It was just embarrassing and disappointing. I guess at long as Mr. Adams isn't worried I shouldn't be either. He's always sure to tell me he's glad I'm there, blah blah blah. So I'll stop worrying. Right? WRONG!
To begin with: Monday night (after my Ambien) my computer decided it no longer wanted to charge. After trying for a couple of HOURS to make it work, I shut it down. I knew I would need it yesterday morning to look up IBM service numbers and print out lesson plans for the week. So yes, all night Monday I was offline. HORROR.
I woke up early and threw off my entire schedule Tuesday morning because I had to call IBM and talk to a retard. After telling him all of my (and my computer's) info, he FINALLY connected me with a technician. I will NOT recount the 3 minute conversation I had with THAT dick, but he basically said he couldn't tell me if it was my computer or the cord but the best way to "fix it" would be to not move the cord. Um, why would I want to have a LAPTOP that I can't move? NOT a great way to start the day. From taking the Ambien I was a bit mellower (is that a word??) than usual so I had planned on asking Latimer to do the calendar. I walk into school (and can immediately tell Rico isn't happy with me) and see her and she's on the brink of tears. Scratch the plan of HER being any help. I immediately took ephederine to perk me up. JITTERS! Then once in class (after the class did a HORRIBLE job of walking in line) I was stupid enough to give them prizes at the BEGINNING of the day. And THEN Mrs. Madden from the district office came in for a "friendly visit." Yeah, definitely observing. It was probably one of the worst days ever. Mrs. Latimer was walking around "trying to help" but it just made the kids more distracted; Carly got sick and Mrs. Latimer had to take her to the nurse; Dante was left in the class and I was alone with him and the class; they didn't want to participate; they were all talking out of turn; they refused to stay on the edge of the carpet . . . do I really need to go on? When she left I blew up and basically wanted to leave the room so I could go cry in a corner. Mrs. Latimer was MIA so I was stuck. The kids lost recess and centers. Thank GOD that when Mr. Adams came in they were all being quiet because I was reading to them. Thank God for small miracles. I saw Mr. Adams in the hall and he could tell I was upset so during recess (when I should have had a break to relieve stress) I was caught up in his office. He relieved a lot of fears and promised me that I did not get a bad report and that my job was not in trouble. I know, I was probably overreacting but I told him myself that after what happened to Susie you can never be too careful!
After school I was supposed to do some planning with Rebecca but I was so stressed I told her we would have to reschedule and I left for Union. Once I got home I was told at Radio Shack that the cord for my computer would be $100. WTF? Forget it . . . I just really won't move the computer for awhile!
I couldn't get anyone on the phone so I was just stuck thinking of my horrible day. I was also letting personal issues get to me. Rebecca doesn't help here. I mean, I KNOW it's "normal" but I just don't like it. :( Sometimes I AM a girl . . .
Then something happened. I got home, I saw my Mom and my Nana, they let me vent, and I suddenly started feeling better. We went shopping and then for dinner at Pizza Hut (yay for Tuesday). By the time I left for home I was calmer.
Now, I know that may not seem like the end of the world to you but just being in that classroom and being on display like that . . . And knowing how much BETTER they CAN be . . . It was just embarrassing and disappointing. I guess at long as Mr. Adams isn't worried I shouldn't be either. He's always sure to tell me he's glad I'm there, blah blah blah. So I'll stop worrying. Right? WRONG!