Teachers like to bitch. With kids still crazy from winter break (three weeks later…), a slew of meetings during crucial planning time, and Open House requiring a long work day, this was a tough week. The office I share with my fellow floating teachers has turned into the Whine and Cheese Club.
Everyone’s complaining about teachers, administrators, or students that they hate…
…and ranting about everything teachers should have, but don’t.
And, yes, it sucks. But they’re really bringing me down.
Unlike 2.5/6 of my favorite coworkers, I actually want to continue teaching. So, to avoid burning out with them, I’m going to follow Ron Swanson’s example.
Need to complain? I’m listening.
Beware of indifference, though.
If you need me to say something, I’ll look up from my work to say:
I may just print and paste this above my desk:
…because, really, that’s all you needed. Thanks, Parks.
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