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This is only the second day of classes and already i've had a long semester. i left the apartment at 6:30 this morning and didn't get home until after 4. i was busy every minute of the day, with the exception of the times i was used the toilet. i got precious little done, and embarassed myself by not proofreading a piece of work i put out. i know better than to try that. It always comes back and bites me in the butt.
i need to see the Dean, and i'm not looking forward to that. i will stand by my decision and i can explain my rationale, i'm not afraid of that. i just wish he'd let me do what i know best. i don't tell him how to run the faculty. i don't tell him how to teach pharmacology. Why won't he let me rule my queendome and leave me and mine alone?
Veil, my problem child is making herself scarce. i had to send her a reminder of the written warning i gave her last May. She came into the office at 7:50 totally unprepared to teach a class at 8:00. She lied to me, she said she would be there by 7:30. At this point in time, if she even looks at me crosseyed, she's dead meat.
That is part of what has the Dean in a snit. He thinks i'm giving her special treatment. In fact, i'm doing damage control. She's teaching the smallest class. She has contact with the fewest number of students. She can do the least amount of damage there. These students are above the level of the rest of their class. They may not get any farther ahead this year, but they won't be behind their peers next semester. i hate that i am doing this. i hate it hate it hate it. i hate compromising a students' education. i have no choice. She would cause too much damage in any other course. She would effect too many other lives, not just students, but her colleagues as well. And their partners/spouses/mates. i swear she is gone at the end of January if she doesn't do a 180 degree turnaround. i am giving her the rope, now let's see what she does with it.
The bitch. Where did that come from?
The seasons are changing. What's that you say? You didn't know the desert climate has seasons? We are now having humid weather, a harbinger of cooler times to come. But Mother Nature doesn't give anything easily. She is making us suffer now, so we will really appreciate the cooler days. i have to back out onto the balcony if i don't want my glasses to fog over. Last night, somehow, the kitchen window got left open. (who opened it? No one knows, or is admitting to it) i came back from walking the dog this morning and Master was mopping the kitchen floor. It was so humid through the night the floor was soaking wet. Water standing on the tiles. Enough wet to require ringing out the mop five times before it finally only looked damp. Life in the fast lane.
i need to see the Dean, and i'm not looking forward to that. i will stand by my decision and i can explain my rationale, i'm not afraid of that. i just wish he'd let me do what i know best. i don't tell him how to run the faculty. i don't tell him how to teach pharmacology. Why won't he let me rule my queendome and leave me and mine alone?
Veil, my problem child is making herself scarce. i had to send her a reminder of the written warning i gave her last May. She came into the office at 7:50 totally unprepared to teach a class at 8:00. She lied to me, she said she would be there by 7:30. At this point in time, if she even looks at me crosseyed, she's dead meat.
That is part of what has the Dean in a snit. He thinks i'm giving her special treatment. In fact, i'm doing damage control. She's teaching the smallest class. She has contact with the fewest number of students. She can do the least amount of damage there. These students are above the level of the rest of their class. They may not get any farther ahead this year, but they won't be behind their peers next semester. i hate that i am doing this. i hate it hate it hate it. i hate compromising a students' education. i have no choice. She would cause too much damage in any other course. She would effect too many other lives, not just students, but her colleagues as well. And their partners/spouses/mates. i swear she is gone at the end of January if she doesn't do a 180 degree turnaround. i am giving her the rope, now let's see what she does with it.
The bitch. Where did that come from?
The seasons are changing. What's that you say? You didn't know the desert climate has seasons? We are now having humid weather, a harbinger of cooler times to come. But Mother Nature doesn't give anything easily. She is making us suffer now, so we will really appreciate the cooler days. i have to back out onto the balcony if i don't want my glasses to fog over. Last night, somehow, the kitchen window got left open. (who opened it? No one knows, or is admitting to it) i came back from walking the dog this morning and Master was mopping the kitchen floor. It was so humid through the night the floor was soaking wet. Water standing on the tiles. Enough wet to require ringing out the mop five times before it finally only looked damp. Life in the fast lane.