This is going to be a quickish blog with no fancy pictures or links. I’m going to try and stick to referring things that I like but there will be random blogs (like this one) that are just good old fashions rants.
If you don’t already know, even though I have a Bachelors in Counseling and a Master’s in Teaching, I work at a KinderCare. I have to blame myself for that bc its mostly due to my procrastination. Anyway, I’ve been here for about 6 months and I pretty much want to punch through walls and kick things daily when I leave. You might think its bc (shorted version of because that you’ll see often) I can’t hack it with the children or the pressure is too immense from the lawyer and doctor partents…nope…its bc my director is a cunt. Yup, cunt.
I actually enjoy working here most of the time, I like organizing my boards and working with the kids. However, I have a co-teacher who is amazing. She’s been working here for 4 years and knows her shit. We work great together but due to a scheduling change for her she only comes afternoons. Therefore its about 75% my responsibility to teach curriculum, talk with parents, facilitate learning, maintain a violent child, make sure boards are correct according to corporate standards..and virtually everything else. Which…is fine, I can do that. But, when there are teacher/parent conferences, corporate people coming in, or anything that’s a “front lines” issue…my co-teacher handles it. Not bc she decided but bc my cunt director enjoys licking her asshole constantly.
Now back to the title of this blog…I feel like a songwriter. By that I mean imagine a songwriter who puts their heart and soul into writing a song. All they want is for someone to acknowledge their work and be able to share it with the world. The record label picks up the song but tells the writer something along the lines of “you don’t have the right look” or “you don’t have the right voice.” Or worse yet they simple purchase the rights to the song and don’t say anything. That’s what’s been happening to me.
I’m the later. My boss can’t even say to my face that she’d rather have my co-teacher in the class than me. She does it cheaply and shiftily. I do most of the work and get zero of the credit. The parents now see my coteacher as THE teacher and the corporate peeps see her has THE hard worker. To be fair I do get some acknowledgement from coworkers which is great. I can’t stop myself from feeling like I’m a joke.
I don’t remember the song but do you remember that Blues Traveller video where basically the above happened? Tubby, scruffy looking lead singer gets replaced by someone who has better stage presence and is more attractive. Anyway I think you get the point. All I want to say is FUCK YOOOU. Thank you.

















