In which life laughs in my face

exhausted_zpsa4303e7bI have been saying all week that as soon as I spent money or took time setting up my new classroom (especially if I did something like, say, unloading an SUV full of supplies, that would be a pain in the ass to reverse) I would get a phone call from the office informing me that oh, wait, we’re going to need you to be the guidance counselor after all.

I should back up a bit.

It’s only just hit me that I don’t think I’ve talked about this– I’ve been campaigning fairly hard for the guidance counselor position in my building, because it keeps me out of the classroom and lets me do a lot of stuff that I’m good at while simultaneously removing the discipline crap that was my least favorite part of my job last year.

Long story short: I didn’t get it, and I’m not going to get into why, because it involves a lot of complaining about very specific people and no small amount of insinuations of bad faith from individuals I do not work with.  I didn’t get it.  Good enough.  But we still don’t have a guidance counselor– a kind of important job right now, since guidance counselors make the schedules and school starts next Tuesday.

So yeah.  I’ve been fairly convinced that I was gonna get a call once I did something irrevocable.  I walked past the office on my way out of the building today and waved at my principal, who beckoned me into the office, which was otherwise empty and dark.

Where I discovered that, no, I’m not going to be the guidance counselor (still), but I do get to have a substantial portion of the guidance counselor’s job dumped into my lap tomorrow, and I get to do it anyway.

At last count, I’m packing three different jobs into my current position: I’m going to be teaching, I’m still wrapping up a huge amount of stuff from last year, which won’t be completely off my plate until September 30 and which became a much huger pain in the ass yesterday for reasons that, again, I apologize, but I can’t get into, and now I get to do scheduling.

Go ahead: ask how well I know the scheduling software.  I dare you.


7 thoughts on “In which life laughs in my face

  1. NotAPunkRocker

    If you weren’t in a school, I would think you were at my employer instead. Totally get this and yeah, it bites.


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