Today might as well have been a Friday the 13th for me. Helping out in Tyler’s class today, I had no idea what I was in for. Some district employees need to have a bolt of friendliness shoved up their asses and strangled with anal beads of love. And that’s just what I wanted to do to my children’s lunch lady today.I honestly don’t know how some grumpy assholes can be allowed to work with children.
I don’t think it’s that hard to stop chatting about Bridalplasty or the latest item Lindsey stole to do your job. Apparently for this bitch today, it was. She’s lucky I was at my kids school, because I was two seconds away from yanking her hair net off her head and slamming her face into the floor. Trust me I wanted to, but Dickish lunch ladies I can handle.
What I can’t handle is the overpaid substitute teachers who come in and get paid to sit on their asses, while I run the class. I volunteer to help out for my child because he loves and in turn I have gotten to know the children well. This doesn’t mean that since I am there and I know the kids and the routine that the sub can expect me to do the work. I don’t know why, but this shit happens to me every time I have had to deal with a sub.
The district likes to call them guest teachers, but let’s just call most of them (Not you Shannon) what they are. Overpaid babysitters, who wouldn’t know how to run a classroom if it shit on their faces. I mean I think a nun has a better shot at being a hooker than these people have of ever setting foot in a classroom. And the scary part is that our children are being left in the care of these overgrown self-indulgent idiots!
At this point in reading I am sure you’re saying, “Well, then get a substitute teaching job and stop complaining.” Well, let me be the first to enlighten you on that little journey I have been on. See in order to sub in a classroom, the school district’s think you need a BA degree. But as I found out the hard way, if you go to a private POS school such as Westwood like I did, then your screwed. Because what these money hungry sharks like to leave pout certain little facts. For instance, if you go to a school that’s Nationally Accredited IE: Westwood you can’t use your BA degree for anything other than toilet paper. Oh no, the schools will only accept degrees from colleges like VVC that are Regionally Accredited.
What the fuck is the difference you ask? I wished I knew. I have spent many hours researching to find this answer only to come up empty. The only thing I’ve managed to concur from this is that is just another way for them to screw you over. Because apparently taking up it the ass with tuition costs isn’t enough.
I however, don’t even think degrees make any difference. Just because someone has graduated college doesn’t mean they know what the fuck they’re doing. It only means they went through the classes to get the degree. It’s retarded to think for all we know they could have made it through just by blowing their instructors and yet since they have that damn paper, they can be allowed to watch over our children in school. They say BA required, I say BULL SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!
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