Friday, November 19, 2010
A Corona is Calling my name
I feel very blah.
I feel like putting on my pajamas and not taking them off until Monday morning.
I have had a long week.
I don't want to be in charge in the cafeteria anymore. I just want to get back into a routine. I am seriously tired of having substitutes in and out of the kitchen.
I can no longer keep track of who is mad at me or who I am making mad.
I am tired of people asking me "What do you want me to do now?"
Along with all the joys of cafeteria work this week I also had four meetings to cover for the paper. I attended three school board meetings and one township meeting. I have concluded that the word budget should be four letters. I hate writing budget stories.
As if I hadn't already been beaten down enough this week, the business manger at last nights meeting whom I thought I had a decent working relationship with, went all "no commenty" when I asked her how the district could even consider a 6.6 percent tax increase.
It's a small farming community and that type of tax increase would raise taxes by nearly $125 per household.
She blamed me for not attending the budget and finance meeting. Said because I wasn't there whatever I wrote about the $2.7 million deficit would be "misinterpreted". Um, either your short nearly 3M or your not. It's hard to misinterpret that. Besides that I'm convinced that these B&F meetings are held at 5:30 just to make them difficult to attend.
But no comment on a possible 6.6 percent tax hike just because you've had a long day and your mad at me about it.
That's a hard pill to swallow.
Corona take me away.
I feel like putting on my pajamas and not taking them off until Monday morning.
I have had a long week.
I don't want to be in charge in the cafeteria anymore. I just want to get back into a routine. I am seriously tired of having substitutes in and out of the kitchen.
I can no longer keep track of who is mad at me or who I am making mad.
I am tired of people asking me "What do you want me to do now?"
Along with all the joys of cafeteria work this week I also had four meetings to cover for the paper. I attended three school board meetings and one township meeting. I have concluded that the word budget should be four letters. I hate writing budget stories.
As if I hadn't already been beaten down enough this week, the business manger at last nights meeting whom I thought I had a decent working relationship with, went all "no commenty" when I asked her how the district could even consider a 6.6 percent tax increase.
It's a small farming community and that type of tax increase would raise taxes by nearly $125 per household.
She blamed me for not attending the budget and finance meeting. Said because I wasn't there whatever I wrote about the $2.7 million deficit would be "misinterpreted". Um, either your short nearly 3M or your not. It's hard to misinterpret that. Besides that I'm convinced that these B&F meetings are held at 5:30 just to make them difficult to attend.
But no comment on a possible 6.6 percent tax hike just because you've had a long day and your mad at me about it.
That's a hard pill to swallow.
Corona take me away.
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Corona,
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rough week,
school cafeteria
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3 random thoughts:
Im sorry things seem bad;( Have the corona, turn off your phone, put your pjs on and take a break;)
hugs
I say have more than one :)
Frankly, I don't see how you can stay awake for those meetings.