Nobody ever writes snarky things about teachers. It’s completely and totally unAmerican and they will probably kick you out of the country for it, buuuuuuuuut when somebody who knows my situation goes out of their way to talk to me about how awful it is that they have to go back to their classrooms after ten weeks of vacation … well … stand back! Oh I hold it in most of the time, but today, I am writing this instead … and if it makes me an awful person then so be it. I have been called much worse.
I was not a good teacher. I will be the first to admit that. I really didn’t teach much and I was doped out of my mind most of the time. I thought that I had to be buddies with my students and I honestly didn’t care what people thought of me. I probably should have been fired after the first year. Oh yeah … bat shit crazy is not a good thing.
Now I would be a kick ass teacher! I am fairly intelligent, my humor has returned, and I don’t text people just to tell them to go eff themselves. It’s a huge improvement. But because the whole “mess”, I can’t ever go back. EVER. I am not allowed to be a teacher, but so many worthless ones still get to. You should see me at parent/teacher conference time … oh yeah … I want to smack a few of them around (but I refrain, because that would be a felony and I already have one of those).
So this time of year absolutely breaks my heart and makes me want to beat things with sticks. So don’t bitch to me about losing your retirement when I have none. Don’t bitch to me about having to work until 3:30 when I get home two hours later than that. Don’t bitch to me about a slight increase in your health insurance when I don’t have that benefit at all anymore. But most of all, don’t tell me how lucky I am to not have to deal with being a teacher, because some days it’s the one thing that I miss more than anything in this world and I know that there is nothing that I can do about it.
I just posted this on Twitter and it pretty much sums up how I feel during the entire month of August