Do I Have A “Kick Me” Sign On My Back??
Because if I do…please take it off. It’s killing me.
As many of you who read regularly know, I have had some issues with The Field Trip this year. There have been some administrative “snafus” to put it mildly. I, personally, do not like to put things mildly and therefore, simply put, have been clusterf*cked by field trip slip ups.
Today we were supposed to go on a trip that was planned by Mr. Big White Guitar. Do I even need to finish the story?? I think you can already tell that we did NOT go to the field trip. Instead, we had a lovely adventure waiting outside in 32 degree weather for busses that were never ordered to show up. Then we sat in the lobby for 30 more minutes waiting for the Fied Trip Coordinator to help us.
What’s a Field Trip Coordinator you ask?
Hmmmm, where to start….
Well, friends, a Field Trip Coordinator is someone very “special” who, despite being a “teacher” has endless amounts of free time all masked under the guise of Administrative Assistance periods. You say Administrative Assistance period, I say free time to shop on line with your door locked. Tomatoe, tomato.
Moving right along, as we waited for The Field Trip Coordinator to help us, I was already mentally pulling together a full day of instruction out of my, ahem, behind.
Enter The Field Trip Coordinator and Mr. Big White Guitar.
TFTC: So, there aren’t any busses.
Me: No busses? Why not? I thought this was planned months ago??
Mr. BWG: It was.
Me: So where are the busses? Who was supposed to get the?
TFTC: He was (pointing at Mr. BWG).
Mr. BWG: He was (pointing at TFTC).
Me: Are you two serious?
Mr. BWG: It’s your fault Field Trip Coordinator.
TFTC: No, it’s your fault Mr. Big White Guitar.
Mr. BWG: No, yours.
As you can read, the situation rapidly deteriorated.
And I just walked away with my class, popped in the emergency movie I keep in my classroom andd then went outside with my class to play in the snow.
All in all, we had a lovely day. I don’t think the kids left feeling like they were cheated out of a fun experience. Actually, we had a pretty damn good time.
Thanks to me.
You can remove the sign now.
You have to be on a really extended and very special episode of Candid Camera. Right? These things just seem too bad to be true.
I know, right? It definitely helps to blog…but sometimes I wonder if I complain too much?? I read your last entry where you decided NOT to vent. Maybe I should try THAT every once in awhile. Something to think about…
17 (really 15) more years
I should introduce your Field Trip Coordinator to my own Ms. Wannabe- I swear they could be the same person.
Mimi, please continue to vent! My hours as a cube monkey go by faster if I’m able to daydream about the far away day when I finish my post-bacc certification and leave the corporate grind to go make the world a better place one child at a time. And then I read blogs by kick ass teachers in the classroom and think that maybe my cubicle is cozy ’cause there’s no way I’d handle situations like Ms. Weavealicious and the other ‘adventures’ that make up a teacher’s day nearly as gracefully as y’all do. 😀 Thanks for being honest about what goes on, bad and heart warming alike!
Keep up the comments on your teaching experiences. I love them. I am still experiencing rounds with Monkey Poop. She finally came back today (from her head-lice excursions) and wanted me to tell her everything that went on while she was out.
I just said, “We got our lesson plans done.” and walked away.
I’ll include your school when I pray for my snow day :). Sounds like you need one…
I would love to be one of your students!!! Watching movies and playing in the snow sounds great!!!