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Date: 24 October 2010 20:16:37
Driving to work this morning, impatiently observing the 20 mph speed limit on the clear Sunday morning roads, I mused on how different it felt driving to this current job than it would have felt driving to my old job under the same circumstances.
I had been lying quite happily in bed about fifteen minutes earlier, dozing gently, snug in my duvet, pleased to lie there in comfort waiting for my alarm to go off. It suddenly occured to me that it was clearly going to be a good day, graced with late autumn sunshine, as it was surprisingly light outside for half past five in the morning. Hmmm... half past five? How about more like half past seven???!!! I was going to have to shift it some to get to work for ten to seven!
Had I still been teaching, I'd have been kicking myself and utterly daunted, preparing myself for my boss's irritation and my colleagues' lack of understanding and grumpy sideswipes. But this was a completely different long drive..... because I knew full well what reception I would get. Not anger, not irritation..... just pure stick! It was a long long walk from the carpark to the front door. As one colleague put it, they had eight hours to make me suffer... or rather, they'd have had eight hours if I hadn't missed the first hour of the shift.. as it was, I only had to endure seven hours of merciless ribbing and "penance".
Who ended up making drinks and breakfast for her colleagues? Who ended up as the "volunteer" who ran alongside the children on bicycles when we went for a walk? And what torture.... who had a cup of coffee made for her and had to drink it and show total appreciation ... despite the cold water, the tablespoonful of coffee granules, the red milk.... The rotten lot!
I love my team :D (Don't tell 'em that!)