It’s been one of those days. Where everything is just – blah. Utterly and completely blah. I woke up and didn’t feel like I wanted to be awake. I hit snooze at least three times. And then I check the news. Schools open on time. Well, damn. That sucks a lot. I could have used some more sleep. Would have been totally awesome. But – no. None for me. Off I go to work. I get there and type up the agenda for my Precal class for the new unit and send it on to the other teachers. Did some searching for something and found some other things I actually do need for the new unit. So, that was good. (That thing I was looking for? Here at home. Ha.)
Then, the frustrating emails start rolling in. Ugh. In total? 31 students in my Consumer Math class. 31. Seriously? It’s obvious none of the people who do the allocations or scheduling or anything know what kind of students are in Consumer Math. It is a practical math class as it teaches materials students need for real life: checkbook balancing, credit cards, taxes, investments, etc. However, since the math tends to be easy (hello, I could get a fifth grader to do it…) – the students who take it are the ones who cannot do anything else. Don’t get me wrong. Some of these students just cannot do any higher level math then this number times that number and subtract out a third number. It’s fine. However. You put 31 of those in a single class? Let’s not discuss it. Of course, they aren’t all like that. Some just don’t feel like doing the work – so they take a class which won’t require a lot of brain power. Unfortunately, the two extremes do not mesh well together. Oh, and then there are the ones, and these can fall into either of the first two categories, which are just idiots and cause problems. Blah. I want to murder myself so I don’t have to go to work. Save me.
I’m also tired of having to do – everything. I can’t do – everything. I’m supposed to get my own rosters. (That’s new. They used to get printed out and given to us.) I have to comb through a list of 300 students who have accommodations (such as extra time and preferential seating) to find the ones who are in my class. (This is actually illegal, but apparently we aren’t supposed to talk about that part. It’s also frustrating as hell because I’m much more likely to miss a student who has accommodations with this type of set up.) Granted, these aren’t big things. They are trivial. On their own – no big deal. However, it’s just one more thing on my plate and if it doesn’t get done, it’s my fault. Especially that accommodations thing. If the students do not get them, I can get sued for not providing them. Me. Because I missed a name on a list of 300 students I don’t know. Fuck. >___< So – yeah. I’m – frustrated beyond belief. Utterly and completely. It’s all on me. ALL on me. The fucking special education department has made it all *my* fucking fault if a kid doesn’t get accommodations. The Special Education Department. The people in charge of this nonsense. The ones who know everything there is to know. (Or should. They should know this stupid file is illegal, yet don’t. Huh.) They have pawned it off on me – to make their job easier. I’m sorry. This is not how you make your life easier. This is how you get people sued. Ugh. I’m going to stop. It’s a rant and it’s – yeah. Um. Bleh.