another one bites the dust

Ah, let's see.....the guy turned out to be a racist, immature a-hole. That's done now.

I got reamed at work the other day by both the store manager and the district manager...my store manager stuck me as "newsstand lead" for the day, and I don't know shit about newsstand, so of course I totally flopped when the DM started asking me questions about how to recover and replenish the section. I made my manager look bad and he got mad and I cried.

I never got the planner for this week's 5th grade English class, so I had to improvise for an entire hour and a half in front of restless, moany ten-year-olds. Then, on my way home, I came very close to getting in a horrible accident.

I've had a bad week. But the upsides: 1) I know the truth about a-hole boy. 2) My store manager is less likely to put me on the floor and more likely to keep me in receiving, where I want to be. 3) I have faced the worst with my 5th graders and it can only get easier from here.

So, surprisingly, I'm feeling good right now. It's a strange feeling...feeling good about life when nothing seems to be going my way. But, hey, if the world catered to my every need and whim, it would not be worth living in, right? What would I need to fight for?

Anyway, I'm off. Going book-shopping with my best friend, grading some papers, and RELAXING.