Urgh. The Boy caught gastro from somewhere or another and brought it home to share with me. Thursday/Friday were awful. I haven't had a stomach bug that bad since I was a kid. Vomitting, diarrhea, aches and pains, weakness... I think I might have fainted at one point when the vomitting and diarrhea happened to occur simultaneously (sorry guys). I'm still getting over it now - very lethargic with little appetite - but I'll be off to work as usual tomorrow.
I haven't submitted my resignation letter yet but I've finally agreed with The Boy that I will. He's been bugging me to just do it, regardless of whether or not I have another job lined up. I think I will. I still don't, but I've had at least one that I could have gotten and two more now look promising, one in particular.
There's too much to put here. Just... enough. The lack of professionalism exhibited by my managers keeps sinking to new lows. Mariko refuses to attend staff meetings now and Brooke refuses to answer questions. Talks about next year somehow never seem to happen. No student records are kept - Suzie discovered last week that one of her students has asthma, luckily not the hard way, but no one had ever told her. Students appear. Students disappear. I'm blamed for the latter even though I advised Mariko months ago that the class in question was not going to work out very well because of the gender/age/ability discrepencies.
I'm tired.
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