Sep 11, 2011 19:00
Since late August I've known that my fellow pre-k teacher (we have separate classrooms) is gunning for the early morning spot so she can leave early every day. Frankly, I couldn't give two shits, except that I hated how last year, when she had this spot, she pretty much smeared it in my face that when my class hit ratio, she got to leave. That makes a shit-ton of sense.
So this year, I went to my assistant director to "discuss" with him (I had my period, I think I shouted a lot, and I was shaking with wrath when I finished >_>; ) this problem, and he swore up and down to me that he was going to be fair. He said he was going to have us trade start/end times every day so that it was even.
Did he? Of course not. ~__~
Coworker has fibromyalgia - okay. You're sick a lot. I can be sympathetic to you. You sleep like four hours a night (hey! :D GUESS WHAT SO DO I! e_e ), and you're cranky all the time because of it. You've used all your sick days by June and now you just have to suck it up and deal. Okay. I feel bad for you. BUT.
The difference between the start times of these two positions is half an hour. No one said you have to wake up at a different time depending on your start time. It's not that big of a "schedule flop" for you to put up with. e_e So stop whining at me because I only pretend to care that your "body just can't take this kind of abuse." Really. Don't care. Go do something you're more suited to.
So now, coworker goes home every day at 4:30 because she drops beneath ten kids and has an aide who stays later. So coworker doesn't get her hours. Do I ever get to go home early even though my room is consistantly below ten kids? No. So all I get is her whining that she doesn't make her hours. I guarantee she doesn't ask if there's someone she can send home or a hole she can fill - this is how most of us make our hours every week.
Like I said. Normally - don't give a damn. Really don't. But we had big changes in our center this year. Let me break them down for you.
- My room is now the opening room. Which means that at 6AM a ton of kidlets starts pouring in and we need to staff it.
- My aide I had last year, who opens the center, is now my coworker's morning aide.
- I am the ONLY classroom that doesn't have staff until 8AM.
Uh.... what? And now my coworker gets to leave early because she "has less kids"? And at 4:30, when I have 4 kids, she still has 8? EXPLAIN THIS SOMEONE. ~__~
So I kind of left work Friday wanting to murder my assistant director. And I have spent all weekend constantly in a state of fluster and rage.
I have spoken with my assistant director about this bullshit. I have been repeatedly reassured that he would fix it. He repeatedly hasn't.
I'm going to my director tomorrow as soon as I can. Guns blazing and balls to the wall.
If she says that I need to suck it up and deal, I will. But this is not fair, and I am NOT happy.
fucking pissed,
grah!,
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