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Nov. 3rd, 2003 05:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
coffeesnob318It must be Bitch and Moan Day at this school. I'd add my two cents, but LJ just ate my very long and colorful post about it, and I just don't have much bitch left. Suffice it to say that administration here sucks ass. They are completely disorganized (funny, I thought organization was the whole fucking point of having an administration) and take their frustration with their own incompetence out on the instructors (i.e., me...the adjuncts...the redheaded stepchildren of the public education system). If one more person whines at me in that "I'm complaining and totally talking down to you, but I'm saying it in a quiet, nice tone of voice so you can't get mad" tone, I may have to kill them.
I'll get you, my pretties, and your little evaluation forms, too. What a useless waste of class time. I prefer to take care of problems and complaints when they happen, not just hear about them after the semester's over, when there's nothing I can do to correct the problem.
In other, happier news - I may move in with my friend Cande. Her parents just moved, and they need someone to rent the house they just bought, since the market sucks and they'd probably lose money by selling it. The house is very, very cute. She has two dogs - little ones - but they're pretty calm, so I think I could handle it. Main thing - I could finally move my piano down here! Yea! But no decision has been made on what to do with the house yet, so we're just speculating. I'm trying not to get my hopes up.
I'm praying for this day to be over very, very soon. Quick - before someone gets hurt. I feel a beer or five coming on.
I'll get you, my pretties, and your little evaluation forms, too. What a useless waste of class time. I prefer to take care of problems and complaints when they happen, not just hear about them after the semester's over, when there's nothing I can do to correct the problem.
In other, happier news - I may move in with my friend Cande. Her parents just moved, and they need someone to rent the house they just bought, since the market sucks and they'd probably lose money by selling it. The house is very, very cute. She has two dogs - little ones - but they're pretty calm, so I think I could handle it. Main thing - I could finally move my piano down here! Yea! But no decision has been made on what to do with the house yet, so we're just speculating. I'm trying not to get my hopes up.
I'm praying for this day to be over very, very soon. Quick - before someone gets hurt. I feel a beer or five coming on.
