jason

Seriously... unless you're someone who a) doesn't know me, or b) knows me and is used to my ranting, go somewhere else...

I am just so completely not present at my workplace any more. I guess I can't quite say what I feel about individuals, because that is tainted by the over all sense of just being completely marginalized, ostricised, exercised. It is almost like most of the folks are avoiding making eye contact... though not quite. I think the feeling I'm getting is a polite acceptance, knowing full well that since I'm getting next to no resources, besides office space and computer hookup, and the sum I get for my specific duties, I'll be tolerated until my time is up and I'll just politely disappear.

Strangely enough, that's exactly what I want to do. Just get out. So it is hard for me to complain, since I agree. This was a big mistake coming here. Though not a disaster. My biggest complaint is my wonderful co-worker. I'll say not much more on that person, except to say that when I ranted to D about it, all that was in the response was, in essense, took you long enough to figure that out. D used to work for my co-worker before he fucked up his DotBomb and had to go back to teaching full time. Teaching in the area that he couldn't make work in the outside world.

I guess this is enough to 'not say'. As I just feel that this place could be observed... well, I know that at least one of my students has viewed this page, and probably more, so I'll be oblique until the end of the school year.