The Synergistic Pen

I love teaching science. I love children.... I also have a particular affinite for my personal sanity...

A couple of weeks ago, my love for education and educating was challenged by the last person I expected to have to deal with in my job... my supervisor...

now, she's a nice lady... professional about 95% of the time... knows just enough about being an administrator to run the place without all hell breaking loose...

but dammit... if you say you aren't very good with science... then say out my way... cus I am good with science...

I won't go into details.. as I've rehashed it all in my head about a dozen times...
but... I learned two things from my discussion with my boss...

I've gotten better at not going completely nuts on a human...
I need to roll my ass on up outta the joint...


you know you've done all you can do at a particular job or in a particular situation when, for reasons that defy explanation, you, the non confrontational, "whatever dude, can I go back to my classroom" type, gets a discipline report...

I assessed the issue while drinking daquiris by the Mississippi River down in New Orleans last week... and I've decided, with a new business to run, associates who want me to help them set up networking scenarios and having the prospect of having to teach the class of 2011 physics next year looming before me like some sort of deranged monster... that its time for me to git gone... for real...

a friend of mine... working in a completely different industry, has come to the same conclusion about her life...

folk are pushing buttons that used to never even register... but now... well, going postal is so 90s... so why bother?

What's a working girl to do?

I know...

get a life...

get back to you when I get one.... ok?

peace out humanoids...