![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
I mean, the way these morons keep doubling down and revealing their ineptitude -- it is the very definition of absurd.
Ring Leader got in on the email chain. Most of it was the same BS spouted by everyone else, but she added a spicy new element. Apparently, the essays my students produced in the College Essay Writing Class last year (a class for writing college application essays, a class that lasts an ENTIRE YEAR) were the worst she has ever seen in her 16 years as a college counselor. She had to waste so much time having students re-write every one! Horror!
To which I replied, "It's really too bad you didn't tell me this LAST YEAR when I could have changed my plans. Lee told me that you were pleased with the essays, although as we have established, Lee doesn't like to tell people bad news."
Yeah.
Listen, my biggest fear is that when I leave this job, I will never have another opportunity for a good job again, that it will be such a black mark on my record that I'll be finished. I'm not worried about these clowns at all. And I'm starting to just feel sad for them. Well, for Lee and Mayi. If they were as good teachers as I believed, they wouldn't be stuck here, licking the boots of the Ring Leader.
Okay. It is Thanksgiving, so I'm going to focus on what I'm thankful for. I am thankful I have a place to go at the end of this. I'm so thankful for my friends at school, who have encouraged me to be the best version of myself and who recognize the good that is already in me. I'm thankful for the wonderful kiddos I've gotten to teach because I am certain that I've taught (most of) them at least something. And despite the heat and humidity, I've enjoyed living in Taiwan. It's not an opportunity that many people get, and I'm thankful for it.
Ring Leader got in on the email chain. Most of it was the same BS spouted by everyone else, but she added a spicy new element. Apparently, the essays my students produced in the College Essay Writing Class last year (a class for writing college application essays, a class that lasts an ENTIRE YEAR) were the worst she has ever seen in her 16 years as a college counselor. She had to waste so much time having students re-write every one! Horror!
To which I replied, "It's really too bad you didn't tell me this LAST YEAR when I could have changed my plans. Lee told me that you were pleased with the essays, although as we have established, Lee doesn't like to tell people bad news."
Yeah.
Listen, my biggest fear is that when I leave this job, I will never have another opportunity for a good job again, that it will be such a black mark on my record that I'll be finished. I'm not worried about these clowns at all. And I'm starting to just feel sad for them. Well, for Lee and Mayi. If they were as good teachers as I believed, they wouldn't be stuck here, licking the boots of the Ring Leader.
Okay. It is Thanksgiving, so I'm going to focus on what I'm thankful for. I am thankful I have a place to go at the end of this. I'm so thankful for my friends at school, who have encouraged me to be the best version of myself and who recognize the good that is already in me. I'm thankful for the wonderful kiddos I've gotten to teach because I am certain that I've taught (most of) them at least something. And despite the heat and humidity, I've enjoyed living in Taiwan. It's not an opportunity that many people get, and I'm thankful for it.
