Aaarrrggghh!

I guess the title sums it all up. I'm trying like all get out to make it through the week, but sometimes you can be way-laid by the most stupid things. Take this one for example. I teach, we all know that, I've been teaching for 20 years. That's a really scary thing, but anyway, I went to work yesterday and stopped by my mailbox, which I do every morning, and found some papers for a program that we do at our school to keep kids from getting zeros. It's not a program I participate in, because, it's time consuming, and I don't have time. So, the papers are in my box and I look at them and they say, Mr. Welton. Now, with the name Shawn, I've had to deal with being a Mr. most of my life, but never in the 20 years I have been teaching has anyone ever used Mr. Welton on any kind of paper work for me. I even taught in the same building with my dad for three years and never got mail addressed to Mr. Welton. I have to say that I was angry. Really, truly, positively angry. The vice principal who made the mistake ought to know better because his name is Keri. I suspect he has received mail addressed to Ms. or Mrs. his whole life. I guess that's why I expected him to be ultra careful about something like this.

I took the sheaf of papers and walked into the other vice principal's office, Donna and put them on her desk. My comment was "This is my dad, and he doesn't teach here." She looked upset and told me that she would deal with it.

Today I talked to her and she told me she told Keri that he should ask if he wasn't sure about things. It's really not the response I wanted, but I guess it's better than nothing.

I'm really fighting a lot of being depressed lately. I don't know exactly why. School, relationship, life, etc. Not a lot of fun I suppose. I hate this time of year. It's not fun for me. I let things get me down and am entirely too sensitive.

My car is being a pain in the butt right now too. It won't start. It just cranks and cranks and cranks. It needs a jolt, but I can't seem to give it one.

So this has been a total rant, because I can rant here and not worry about what anyone thinks. I realize all of these things are small potatoes, but they are potatoes none the less.