The start of the school year is crazy busy, both in our buildings and in the administration offices. Seems the last thing I want to do is go home and turn on the computer to write this journal. That’s my excuse for not posting for a while. At least my formal excuse. The truth is I haven’t had a lot to say about my work.
These days I generally like my job. 
The situation has changed from when our former Superintendent regularly hid out in his office while the district he was in charge of went up in flames. His second-in-command, a turkey-necked woman who regularly harassed and even once tried to run down her secretary in the parking lot, is long gone. Other non-functional folk are gone too. Good riddance.
Even though we’re busy, things are quieter now. The hallways and workroom are no longer invaded by arguing administrators. No longer do I have that sick feeling roiling in my stomach, wondering who will next feel the wrath of an inept, puff-chested, out-of-control administration. Will it be me?
That is how it was when I decided to organize the secretaries, to form a union. I needed control of my life, but mostly it was for protection. But that’s another post. Let’s not go there just now.
Yes, things seem better so I’ve decided to play nice for a while.
What’s it like where you work?
