HOLY BAT SHIT CATWOMAN! THEY’RE EVERYHWERE! So the title of this blog came from some website that actually made a list of Batman POW things that flash on the screen sans a few "O"s and "K"s to make sure it fit on the title line a little better. I find that amusing, because I Googled Batman POW and that list came up third or forth in the search. It figures that there is some sad little geek out there that actually took the time to log that shit onto a web page. Anyhoo…Back to the POW portion of the title.
Holy Snikies! I think I just need to pitch a fit whenever experienced staff want to leave me alone with these kids. I feel like saying these little fuckers, but that would almost be mean. Two of my little darlings decided to jump on each other and get into a fist fight in the gym today. Not even five minutes went by when my partner went out for a smoky treat break. DAMNITALL! I don’t dig this leaving me alone shit. Building supervisor says to work with me more closely, yet I am alone trying to run groups all week since they’re on spring break.
That’s another thing; this is a sad fact that I have to come to terms with. They look normal, but they’re mentally retarded and developmentally disabled in several aspects as well. They’re lucky if they have a third grade reading level and these are the “high functioning” kids. They lack some serious impulse control, they’re attention seeking, manipulative, aggressive, show poor judgment and problem solving skills and that ladies and gentlemen isn’t even the crux of the problems they have! *sniffle*
I know it’s gonna get better. They will stop getting all nucking futs as often as they have been with me lately. I’m told FOUR MONTHS is the magic number when they will start to listen and take you a little more seriously. That’s after they’ve tried to drive you off on a daily basis. It’s sh’loads of fun for all! Sh’loads= SHIT LOADS. Yeah, I’m a little out of sorts today. It was a one smoky treat day, which I’d like to kick myself for yet again. That and the pound of junk food I’ve consumed since I’ve gotten home. All that eating right while at work is out the window! *ugh*
Tammolly~ Frustrated still.
...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin…
Thursday, March 29, 2007
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2 comments:
Well the fact that you have decided not to give up is a good sign. :)
Just need more turkish coffee at breakfast!! I was icq'ing about it. I need a good caffiene suger hit... minus that last gritty sip where I went too far.
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