I e-mailed my boss and apparently he is out of the office for a week.
Uh, ok. Look, I am not saying he needs to call me and let me know what he's up to all the time, but I have this feeling that everyone else at work knows where he is and because I am not there I have been "excluded" from this knowledge. Would I seriously care if I was there...nope. But right now it's the principal of the thing. Hahaha.
I have also been locked out of my own e-mail and gradebook.
Yes. National security issue, people. Teacher of 18 years shouldn't be able to access her own information. Who knows what she might do if she reads the school's daily announcements or knows that the secretary is looking for her lost stapler?!!
Look, this could really pose a threat to everyone's safety...........................................
On another "you've been excluded" note, there appears to be a Christmas party coming up for some women from school.
My invitiation must have gotten lost in cyber space.
No it didn't.
I am just not invited.
Again, if I was at work, would I care? No. In fact, I would be planning my own BETTER Christmas party (tongue out right now) as I type, but because I am not there it is a definite stinger.
The other thing about this is that once stung I am extremely cautious about approaching the hive again.. I am not 40 and experienced for nothing...
I am definitely in an "I am really really sick of where my life is right now" phase.
This was bound to happen. It actually feels like time is standing still.
Here's the good thing about this: I am not aging.
Or getting fatter.
If time is really standing still.
Well, I am going to take my bruised, crappy outlook on life self, and go take a shower.
Then I am going to look for loose change in the couch and see if I have enough to go and get a pedicure.
Somehow having pretty feet in the middle of November on 3 months of bed rest seems CRUCIAL.
Sigh.....
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