So-and-so Squabbling
Well, October is threatening to go by with only a few blog posts to its name, so I figured I'd better get cracking if I'm to meet my goal of 75 posts this year. At this point, methinks it is a lost cause, but I'll still try to get as close as possible.
I was posting quite a bit in September when I had a little more free time, but in the last couple of weeks free time seems to have been sucked out of my life and replaced with unavoidable sleep (falling asleep before I intend), and work. Always work.
As far as work goes, I've been inundated with stupid high school drama in the last few weeks. So-and-so 1 is mad at So-and-so 2 because So-and-so 3 was talking to So-and-so 1 about an ex who is a... you get the picture. Somehow, So-and-so thinks it's part of my job to sort out their stupid squabbles which are really all about their inability to stop talking about each other. So, So-and-so asks to speak to me before rehearsal one day and starts spilling the beans all over my bright and shiny day. I stop So-and-so mid story and ask, "Why, So-and-so, is this my problem? This seems like something you and So-and-so need to sort out between yourselves. And frankly, I refuse to be inserted into your juvenile bickering." Perhaps I shouldn't have called So-and-so juvenile because it then forced me to explain that I said nothing about prison and had simply called them immature. Anyway, that and a few other things have resulted in So-and-so being angry with me. There's also an issue about pizza...
I really want to just tell them, stop taking life so seriously. Have fun, let stuff go. You're in high school! RELAX!
2 comments:
wow, i loved the bit about the word juvenile. it's frustrating hitting walls in conversation due to vocabulary. maybe i should converse with people other than my family and heckmann...
I hit those walls every single day, and yes, it is incredibly frustrating, especially when they are words which I've used [properly] since I was little, like juvenile. What's worse, is that most of the time, the words are so entrenched in my vocabulary that I can't explain what they mean anymore, I just kind of know.
On the upside, one of my students told me last week that I inspire her to expand her vocabulary because half of the time she doesn't understand what I'm saying. I'm still trying to decide if that was a compliment. I've chosen to take it as one regardless.
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