Yay, Fay! Glad that you're enjoying the new place.
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Spike's Bitches 26: Damn right I'm impure!
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Great news about Joe rotating out! Huzzah!
Welcome, Shambles. You've definitely got a Buffistish CV.
Very exciting news about the Cash baby.
YaY Stephanie!!!
And YaY for Buffista baby girl! Brendon wanted a girl so much. I was thinking he has going to snatch baby Emma last spring. He figured he could take Joe, but he was in fear of Aimee.
I just keep remembering a few weeks ago, Fay, when you were making noises about being so desperate and worried that you were thinking of contacting Headmaster Asspants McBastard, and how we all screamed like banshees. I'm sitting here absolutely wriggling with delight at how well things are turning out, and relief that that asshole and his nightmarish dictatorship are now safely and forever and aye a part of the past.
And big huge huzzahs for Stephanie's Joe returning to his family!
Cool news, Fay. I'm glad you're enjoying the smogasboard experience.
Wait'll she learns to say, "What the hell were you thinking when you named me Apple?"
Trust me. Parents who name their children weird shit will NEVER get why their children are a wee bit miffed at them.
I swear, we need a support group.
And, separate post for the YAY!!! Stephanie, I'm so happy for you and Joe.
Yays all round!
Fay, when you first mentioned that the head of the new school told you plans had fallen through but he'd find something for you, it struck me that he was a great improvement over the old boss. I mean, there wasn't going to be a school but he was keeping you employed. Old asshat boss would have left you flat, right?
Stephanie, that's EXCELLENT news about Joe!!!!
you were thinking of contacting Headmaster Asspants McBastard, and how we all screamed like banshees
Oh, I know, I know - I screamed myself, inside, but it was still probably a smarter option than applying for one of the six Primary Teacher positions available in Moscow would have been - I mean, at least it's a known quantity, and I've got friends there already. But, man, I'm so glad I didn't go that route. God. He's still down four teachers, and our friend K, who's an (unqualified, but very talented) music teacher is presently teaching Year 4 (Grade 3), a position for which he has no training and no support. (K's giving us updates on how things are back at Evil School, as are the Teaching Assistants who've returned. Evil Boss is presently advertising in pretty much EVERY country he can think of. He had three members of staff simply not return, and they've broken their contracts and gone to work at other schools in Egypt. (Two or three others also broke their contracts, but I don't know whether they're still in the country.) He can't force them to return, but today's gossip is that he's starting legal proceedings against them, in the knowledge that even though it will likely drag on for years and get him nowhere, they won't be able to leave the country until it's resolved. And it could take years. Evil evil evil. How he could possibly have failed to see this one coming simply baffles me.)
Old asshat boss would have left you flat, right?
In fairness to him, it's possible that he might not have. Apparently, when the school opened some six years ago they had more members of staff than pupils, but they didn't sack anyone. It's conceivable that he might have done the decent thing. But it seems unlikely.