It didn’t look like it would be one of those days when I rolled out of bed. If I had known what was in store for me, I might have just stayed under the covers.
I started the day in a hole, digging out from the paperwork I abandoned the previous day when I went running for the hills at quitting time. As I began to scribble on a few pieces of paperwork when…
WHAT!?!?! That can’t be the start of the day bell, I’m not caught up yet. Great. This better not be a sign. As I walked to the door, I heard the familiar voice of a student making demands. No hello, no how are you…just demands. Man I wish I had worn my armor and closed toes shoes today.
This isn’t my first day at the rodeo, so I strapped in and prepared for the roller coaster ride that I knew was about to become my whole day. I’ll spare you the details and cut straight to the cliffs notes.
Today I was..
– Called the following names: F*#^ing C*#! / P*#@y / B^&#% / Stupid A&*$h#@e / Dumbo (clean and funny) / You A#* / Stupid C*#! / F*#^ing A&*$h#@e. (I quickly realized that we need more swear words in our vernacular, as the student had to keep changing up the combinations so as not to repeat insults.)
-Pushed, grabbed, pulled, picked up, run into and flailed at by flying body parts.
-Insulted and threatened repeatedly.
-A witness to my office be torn up and my desk attempted to be ransacked. (Ha Ha!! I lock that baby everyday for a reason!) Good luck I’ve played a fair amount of dodgeball and can move away from flying objects.
-A lightning quick magician who wrestled scissors away from angry hands.
-The luck recipient of a milk shower. Yes, as a finally thank you from my student I wore the milk from their lunch.
Finally, 5 and 1/2 hours later, the dismissal bell rang (why does it sound oddly like a tap out bell?) and I was free to put my angel on a bus and begin my endless phone calls and paperwork. Crap! I still have yesterday’s paperwork.
As if I wasn’t already drained and living on one frayed nerve, I received a personal phone call telling me a medical procedure we were waiting for approval on is delayed. Awesomeness! Because if my professional life is going to blow up, might as well have a personal crisis join the party. Sweet!
Last nerve officially gone.
I wanted to put my head down and cry. (I think I might have a for a little bit, but don’t tell anyone.)
I set my mind on auto pilot, sped through my phone calls, packed up my paperwork to finish at home and made a beeline for the door.
When I got home, I switched into mom mood, hoping I could muster enough strength to push through to bedtime. I was knee-deep in homework and getting ready to start the sports taxi when it happened. The universe began its work to even itself out.
I instantly smiled, laughed, and cried. She could not have known how terrible my day was. She could not have known how low I was feeling. She could not have known how much I needed that.
Thank you Caryn.