I Don't Like Mondays...

There's this great song by the Boomtown Rats called "I Don't Like Mondays." It's on days like today that this song goes through my head.

I left my wallet at home by accident this morning. I realized this as I went to pay for my coffee at Dunkin' Donuts.

When I got to work, I noticed that my name has already been removed from the door as well as the other lecturer I share the office with. As my husband put it, can they give me a bigger hint?

There's an e-mail from the VP of student services demanding that I give an incomplete to a student who disappeared about a month ago. I know what happened: he got arrested for violating parole. I'm not giving an incomplete to a kid who ended up in jail. That's not a qualifying excuse in my book.

Then I find out that the grandchild of the head of our union is in my class. When the union head asked about me the chair said I was a good teacher. He responded "well she better be!" This is the man who can make my life a living hell if I stay at the college. I wish my department head never told me this.

And people wonder why I don't like Mondays...

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