Friday, May 16, 2003

Today can only be described as a roller coaster. There were lots of ups, including Guides and chocolate, a GCSE lesson and Irish-coloured pepper and cous-cous salad. There were, however, some horrendous downs, culminating with a hideous conversation with a parent who was objecting to me being unavailable when she phoned. Why don't people realise that if I don't answer my phone then I'm probably out doing teaching/preparation/marking/tennis/rounders/string orchestra/orchestra/junior pub quiz/D of E/serving tea/duty night, or possibly even out doing something for myself rather than for this school? I'm finding it hard to commit 90% of my time during term to this job - how on earth can they expect any more?

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