Day Two Hundred & Thirty-seven: 9/18/2023
It is Monday, and we are back. The entire team is in attendance. Hooray, hooray! That’s all one could ask for. Even though we don’t speak the same language I was able to express my appreciation for their contribution to the team. My boss has to translate for me. My Spanish is nonexistent even though I took years in high school. I don't think they really mind, my coworkers are kind and hard working.
It means something that they keep coming back to work. I'm always a little worried that new associates won't understand who or what I am. It was one thing where I slowly ingratiated The Teal Fairy into the work environment, it’s a whole other thing when you walk into the workplace with this face staring back at you. I know my image isn’t conservative, but it’s how I have to express myself. I don’t want to do this job, but I have to. The books haven’t paid the bills yet. Though, I keep trying.
I was moving so slowly today. I’m quite impressed with myself for completing everything before the end of the shift. It was challenging, because I didn’t feel like putting in the effort. Well, the Monday of this week is at least completed. I just have to make it through the rest of the week. We shall see if I can do it!
Day Two Hundred & Thirty-eight: 9/19/2023
I don’t trust children. I think everyone is up to no good. Especially, the few that have proven that they're usually not up to anything good. They’re mischievous and generally roaming the halls unsupervised. I should think the best of them, but I also remember being their age. Specifically, when I was up to no good. Not saying that every adolescent is a troublemaker. Could you imagine the chaos on a daily basis? I live by the mentality that I should distrust first and then be proven wrong later. I think this because I don’t know them, so I have to make certain assumptions.
The security crew definitely helps me out by clearing out the possible mischief makers as soon as school lets out. Since there are no evening events there is no reason for stragglers. No point in having potential disasters occur because the kids think they have claim to the hallways. It also makes my job easier.
Well, I didn’t have to deal with any improper behavior or even have to ask anyone to move so I could do my job properly. Another win! I even managed to keep myself going until I finished all of my work. I’m spending my downtime looking over this blog. I’m also trying to work as much as I can on Part Three of Magick Caste Archive. The goal is to finish this book by the end of the calendar year. We shall see if I meet this goal.
Day Two Hundred & Thirty-nine: 9/20/2023
I’m not feeling so disgruntled right now. It's Hump Day! By Wednesday I’ve made it through half of the week. Hooray! My expectations are generally low, so making it this far is a win. I’m trying to make it through one week at a time, sometimes one day at a time, and even 12 hours at time.
I wish I could say more. I wish there was some funny observation that I could type for this blog, but unfortunately I don’t have much to say. There just isn’t much to express through the art of linguistics. Maybe if I just keep typing something will flow out of me. There’s a chance something witty will be excreted through my artistic lens. An innate desire will move me to use words and sentences for some unresolved notion that can’t be thought, but must be written. Is there any wisdom lingering to be pressed out like an oil extraction?
Day Two Hundred & Forty: 9/21/2023
I sometimes wish I wasn’t so indigent to the students, but I really hate it when I’m disrupted from my duties. One of the favorable aspects of my job is that I don’t have to interact with anyone. I just don’t want to be asked to do anything outside the scope of my job. I’m already having to dispose of trash and scrub bathrooms. I’m not available at the beck and call of an adolescent. Especially, since we were told specifically NOT to open spaces for the youths. I extremely hate it when I’m in the process of one of my many tasks.
I don’t mean to make someone feel bad, but I was quite annoyed to be interrupted while I was vacuuming. I already have disdain for the powerpack I have to wear to vacuum. Taking it on and off is my prerogative. I’d prefer to not have to remove the ten pound pack because someone else was absent minded.
Sadly, I could’ve behaved more genteelly towards the person in need. Oh well! I think I just have a bad attitude towards those that I have to clean up after. I always have this feeling when I’m having to service those that I think are entitled. I could show a little humility. It’s a character flaw of mine.
Other than that, it turned out to be an okay day.
Day Two Hundred & Forty-one: 9/22/2023
It was a pleasant day. Quite pleasant really. Perhaps it was because there were no students on campus. I wasn’t sure if I knew this, or I overlooked the information, but we were free from the kids. There were still administration and faculty members doing some of their past work and training that haven’t been completed. Which in my opinion, must be a lot! Teachers put up with so much crap!
I had the opportunity to talk to a few of the teachers that I don’t usually get to speak with. Mostly because when I get to work they are on their way out. I enjoy these moments because it gives me insight into what they have to deal with on a daily or yearly basis. Fortunately, I don’t have to play such political games. I feel for them, and I’m grateful that my responsibilities do not include any of theirs.
Since we didn’t need to perform our usual tasks we were asked to take care of aspects of the space that don't always get attention. We might work the same hours, but it’s different. So relaxing while we leisurely deep clean sinks, floors, lockers, and ensure everything is properly stocked. These days don’t present themselves frequently, but when they do I’m utterly appreciative.
Great way to end a pleasant week.
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