There’s nothing like having your professional and personal integrity de-valued to make your week truly special…by people who don’t even have the common courtesy to say anything to my face!
I really don’t want to go into the details, but let’s be plain: I’m angry, I’m shocked, and I’m hurt beyond reason. These people — in their blinkered excuse for wisdom — have treated me with nothing but contempt, and if the literal pain in my neck is any measure of stress, I could tear down concrete walls right now.
It’s blighted any thoughts I had for coming up with a recent Battlestar Galactica review, and it’s certainly left me thinking “why do I keep banging my head against the wall?” It would seem that teaching is becoming more and more of a thankless job…that our profession exists simply to be a target of abuse and vitriol…99% of which is unwarranted.
So…I’ll take my Advil…I’ll rub down my neck…I’ll burn off great chunks of anger at the gym…and I’ll probably shed a few tears. But I’m not about to stop doing what I do…and I’m not going to question my skills, my experience or my personal integrity.
Hmm…didn’t mean for this to be quite so bleak…but it’s the culmination of a long and emotionally trying series of events I would rather block out of my memory. The past 12 months have been one hell after another…and I’m beginning to think I’m auditioning for the role of a modern-day Job.
Let’s hope I don’t win.
