Thursday, June 15, 2017
Well, the last posting was not entirely accurate
Yesterday, I got us totally lost on the 'RCC nature trail. Kept parents waiting for 15 minutes at the end of the day. Dumb. Dumb on my part. Parents took it well, or seemingly so. I might not have. Some others I have dealt with in previous times, would NOT have... the Pius parents, many who frequented the greensboro science center....the crazy parents in '=Gibsonville.
We all have our difficulties. Those of us who work with children and parents most likely have more than most.
Then today, we couldn't use the hose to seine for minerals. The coordinator for the program somehow got the idea we did not need a hose; she has been a piece of work. Just gotta say it. So today she finally brought us one. Then the key for the spikete broke - wouldn't turn so I tried to "turn it" with a hammer.
Not at all sure I will do GELS again, at least, not at RCC.
I keep mulling over in my mind how I will manage such an encounter. I could just refuse to talk to them. That would appear rude, particularly to other CCR people who still think Mike is god. I could just be polite and go with the flow, but knowing Mike as I do, that won't work. He will make some comment about my weight or about Trump. That would, of course, give me justification for refusing to continue any conversation, but I am just not eager to endure that.
Am I becoming a wimp? Perhaps.
Moving day is a bit more than a month away and I have barely prepped for it. Need to get moving on that. The whole things seems surreal, still...relocating to Florida. Towing the Miata is my greatest fear. Only way to deal with that is to confront that fear and do it. Still smarting over the loss of the jeep. Mike will most likely make some comment about that too.
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