I know that I shouldn’t check my work emails at home. Not because I’m not allowed to, but because work should be left in that building where work is done, with its wonky floors and boot shaped holes in the walls.
But I do check my emails at home. This comes from months of habit, which itself comes from knowing that the bus may be late in the mornings, resulting in me not getting into work in time to check my emails.
Incidentally, I don’t have to get the bus anymore. For the last ten days I’ve been the proud recipient of ten extra minutes in bed in the mornings, and Tabatha-Cat has been shocked to spy me coming in the front door an hour and a half earlier than normal, thus ruining her me-time.
This is all down to some random conversation with one of the new TAs who knew that someone else drove through FlatHickTown on his way to, and from, work.
I helped BridgetTheMidgetCleaner register with the TPS and told her about my lift.
Oh yes, quoth she, I knew that he drove through FlatHickTown. Why didn’t you tell me? I pleaded. I don’t know, laughed she. Evil.
I miss the bus. I miss the incessant chatter of Gay Boy. I miss gazing at the tattoo’s on Tattoo Boy and dreaming naughty things about him. I miss being squished against the window and turning the volume on my [pink mini] iPod up so that I can’t hear the grumbles of the Annoying One. I miss the freedom of contemplation and the way I can be unsociable and nobody cares.
But I like the fact that I can now watch Neighbours every day if I want to.
[except on a Monday, which may still be Bus Night – a quick fix of all the things I miss]
I checked my work email just now.
Preliminary reports from The Inspector With The Dodgy Accent suggest that we are Good with Outstanding Features. If you know the English education system you know this is an Excellent Result.
[well, we could hardly fail – imagine a place that is there for kids who fail in school failing in its efforts to stop them from failing – tsk!]
One week till half-term.
please God don’t let the students be too cocky this week xxx Elsabeth