Summer Romance.

So, Donc, children, les gamins.

I am a teaching, member of staff type thing :D. And surprisingly I don't have much to complain about. Of course, school is still full of small A.D.D bastards up to their eyes on ritalin and probably crack. However, the fact that I wear a name tag and dress like a champion now is great as I don't really get heckled like I did in uniform, so. Magic.

I did get some grief off some noob obviously, it went like this, verbatim:
Since he was a chav, I'll transcribe appropriately, obv.
"HeY LaD, WaT iS uR jOb ErE!?!"
"Teacher"
"WhAtS uR nAmE?...sKiNhEaD?!"

How very drole. To be fair though thats much more original than most other things I've heard.

So, benefits. I get to sit off in the staff room, have free toast and coffee/tea. And I get to queue jump in the canteen line, best thing ever. Plus I get to use the staff toilets. I always wondered what they would be like, they're just as shit as normal toilets, don't get your hopes up.

Theres another guy on the music scheme with me called Rich. He plays piano. He recited Martha My Dear on the spot. What a saint. Theres also this kind of student teacher for music whos butch and swiss, she looks like a fat version of Sian, I really want her to say Smorgasbord. Preferably Smorgasbord of Pop.

Theres a guy in my Form class that says "Good morning/afternoon miss" everytime he speaks to the teacher. He seems nice enough like. But in the "quiet reading" part of the morning he sits back and reads a page or two of the New Testament. I reckon he's Satans Spawn and he's probably gonna get some kind of Succubus onto me as I laugh everytime he says Good Morning.

Sorry this hasn't been really funny and stuff. Not much comedic shit has gone down today, nor has some annoying complaining type shit. So I apologise. I'll try and improve as the week progresses.

Although the doctors didn't have my prescription. Ugh.

Goodbye,
Charlie S.