There are times . . .

That I hate my job, with a passion! Today is one of those days. (sorry, I need to blow off some steam).

I was doing what I was told by the Technology department from the district. I was told to e-mail the teachers and tell them that they have to have their computers and all accessories turned into me by the end of the 27th so the district could come around and get them on the 28th. That was told to me by my Boss. My actual Boss, not the crappy acting-principal from this school . . . My Boss. The acting-principal hasn't liked me since the first day I showed up because I called her out on what needed to be done on a computer and what she was doing was wrong and would just damage the computer further. I guess I "belittled" her, from her attitude afterwards towards me. She has never had a pleasant demeanor towards me because I don't take what she says. I went through college and have my degree in what I am doing. She doesn't have the right to tell me what can or cannot be done on computers; that a CD in the drive can just be shaken out when it gets stuck; that a dropped computer that is having a flickering screen does not have a problem. She has told me all this and then when I tell the teachers something she goes and asks them what I told them and then says to ignore what I just said. I am getting completely sick of it!! There are times I want to tell her to go to hell because that is where she will get what is coming to her; but I can't and I haven't. I've got to keep this job until I get another one, a better one, so I keep my mouth shut. She is a bitter woman that is jealous because I have a life outside of the school and I don't take crap from her (that is what I tell myself).

She isn't even a full principal. All she is is a "assistant" but she is the acting-principal at the moment because the real principal is out on medical leave. I thought that principals were supposed to work with their faculty and staff to make sure the school runs smoothly. I have been nothing but nice to her. I smile when I pass her in the halls, I answer all her questions even though some are ridiculous, I make sure that the computers are ontime and where they need to be, I work with the teachers to the best of my ability (because sometimes their requests cannot be fulfilled). I feel like this is the same thing that I had to do while I was at BYU, but that I mean be cheerful when I'm not and just ignore the stupidity that is coming towards me from all sides.

It's just so . . . . . ARG!!!!













Sorry about that but I needed to blow off some steam before I left my office and venture out into the halls and my mouth decides to get the better of me. I still feel like I want to break something, but I'll wait until I get home.