Heard Around the Building

"You should just be glad you've got a job." I'm glad I've got a job, but I'm neither a mule nor a slave. Back the hell off.
"Is it Thanksgiving, yet?" Hell, no, but we're counting the days.
"You need to sign up for your observation - it's getting late." On who's calendar? Last year, I got observed when I taught fractions in about late November/early December. The year before, I was teaching freaking immigration which falls in about January, people. Next year, just come the first week of school. That should solve a whole multitude of problems.
"Lesson plans should include standards, essential questions, and how you are going to address inclusion students, IEP students, average students, and gifted students. Every class, every day." You might as well have us writing individual lesson plans for every child in the room.

I have to tell you that we are at DEFCOM 5. The teachers in our building are getting ready to blow. One more requirement, one more stupid comment, one more meeting and we are finished.

You guys who aren't teachers probably think that we are living the life of Reilly. We aren't. We are being pushed, shoved, poked and prodded by the powers that be. If one more person who doesn't have a clue opens his big mouth to tell me what to do, I may become BBK - bitch be krazy. And I'm telling you now, I'm (we're) not far from it.