You know when your nightmares actually come true?

May 24, 2010 17:45

Yeah, that happened to me today. :|

Talk to a few teachers. Ask them what happens in their nightmares, and I can guarantee that most of them will describe at least one of two things.

The first being the uncontrolable class.

The second (and I suspect it's not limited to teaching) is when you're late and everything you do just makes you later and you can't call anyone and tell them that you're late, and you just keep getting later and later and later?

That's what happened to me today.

All was good, I got up and left at 7am, at 7:30am I got a call asking me to go to a school. The agency then texted me the directions, which were a bit garbled. By this time I was on the tube and panicked, just a little so I called the agency, but got cut off part through because we went underground.

I managed to make sense of the directions and everything was well and good. I even thought I'd be at the school by 8:30am. Huh. LOL. Not.

Anyway I need to change tube trains, which I did, but got on the wrong one. Oh yeah. I went foward one stop and then back to where I needed to be to change. Which I attempted to do, only to find that all the trains going on the line I needed stopped at the station before the one I needed. I kid you not. Before the station I needed.

At this point, I'll take the time to mention I'm underground so no cellphone reception. So I catch the tube to the station before by station. Now it is 8:20am and I'm starting to panic a whole lot. However now that I'm above ground I can call the agency.

They tell me that if I get on a bus I can get to the next station and catch the bus I need to get to the school. Which is all well and good and I migth even get to the school before 9am. Then things go from bad to worse.

I mix up the stops and end up going twice, maybe three times as far as I needed to (don't ask, I don't know how either). So I have to catch a bus back, which I do. Get off about two stops early and walk the final way to the bus stop I ACTUALLY NEED. I have called the agency and my cellphone is fast running out of money.

Now, it is actually 9am, I've just missed the bus I need, so I stand in the bus stop, trying to put more money on my phone to call the agency (again) and let them know where I am.

At about 9:15am I am finally on the bus and the agency calls me and asks me where I am so they can call the school (they were absolutely wonderful about the whole ordeal, btw) and give them a time frame.

It's 9:45am before I get to the school. Nearly three hours after I left home and more than two since I was called by the agency.

*headdesk**headdesk*

Irony? It'll take me 15 minutes to get to work tomorrow.

ETA: You can laugh at me if you like.

london, late, teaching, supply, journal

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