Networking
Can I share with you what I hate? I know. I know. I’ve shared hundreds of things over the years, but this one thing is at the top of my list. There is no other thing I hate more. Okay, I’ll admit it. This is at the top of my list because it just happened and it is fresh on my mind, but I still loathe it.
Anyway, my peeve:
I hate it when there is a document on the school’s network drive that multiple teachers have to work on because we all know that only one person can work on it at a time. I hate it even more because when you work with multiple people that means you have a good chance of running into an a’hole. And the biggest problem with being an a’hole is that well, you’re such a, such a—an a’hole.
I have this document for no longer than ten minutes. Ten minutes, I tell you, and I get this nasty e-mail from a fellow teacher who wasn’t too into fellowship asking (more like demanding) to “hurry-up with what I was doing” and “close out the document so I can work on it!” She even emphasized how busy she was.
Oh, she’s a busy teacher. I’ve heard about those because I’m not busy myself. I must just be a teacher, where she is a super-duper teacher. We must have different scenarios. She grades through a hoop of fire and gets to morning duty by being shot out of a cannon, while working on this document is interrupting my juice box and naptime. Wow, I hope I can be a hardworking teacher some day.
As a joke, I responded with what looked like one of those out of office replies. That may have been a mistake though because it was obvious in her previous e-mail that she had rubric rage. She may come looking for me with a desk leg in hand that she broke off in a fit of anger. It’s a good thing that I have a hiding spot I go to when I slack on my teacher responsibilities.
Anyway, my peeve:
I hate it when there is a document on the school’s network drive that multiple teachers have to work on because we all know that only one person can work on it at a time. I hate it even more because when you work with multiple people that means you have a good chance of running into an a’hole. And the biggest problem with being an a’hole is that well, you’re such a, such a—an a’hole.
I have this document for no longer than ten minutes. Ten minutes, I tell you, and I get this nasty e-mail from a fellow teacher who wasn’t too into fellowship asking (more like demanding) to “hurry-up with what I was doing” and “close out the document so I can work on it!” She even emphasized how busy she was.
Oh, she’s a busy teacher. I’ve heard about those because I’m not busy myself. I must just be a teacher, where she is a super-duper teacher. We must have different scenarios. She grades through a hoop of fire and gets to morning duty by being shot out of a cannon, while working on this document is interrupting my juice box and naptime. Wow, I hope I can be a hardworking teacher some day.
As a joke, I responded with what looked like one of those out of office replies. That may have been a mistake though because it was obvious in her previous e-mail that she had rubric rage. She may come looking for me with a desk leg in hand that she broke off in a fit of anger. It’s a good thing that I have a hiding spot I go to when I slack on my teacher responsibilities.