A colleague asked to borrow my office this afternoon for some parent- teacher thingy. I moved to the circulation desk. It was a mistake, as I was required to be nice.
Parents would come in for their appointment and just because Minerva and I were sitting at the circulation desk they had the cheek to expect us not only to know what was going on, but also to assist them.
I tolerated it for awhile, until I retreated to a comfy corner couch to catalogue websites, laptop on my lap, coffee cup on coffee table beside me, leaving an ailing Minerva to be the social niceties. Yes, I was a coward and pulled rank to designate the common people to her. There has to be some perks in my job!
So many teachers are ailing that this morning I ended up with my own class, and a supervision of a year 10 class at the same time. One class was suppose to be at the far end of the campus, but I at least negotiated them coming to the library, so I had my class on one side of the book stacks at the tables, and the other class sitting on couches, on the southern side of the stacks. I should have had roller skates.Somehow I managed to teach literacy and home economics at the same time!
Minerva was ill from when she walked through the doors, and though I tried or most of the day to make her agree to go home, she held her place at the desk. I kept a wide berth. I refused to answer her phone. I have enough ill health of mine own without running the gauntlet of other ills. It is not a battle I expect to win however.
She is on a day off tomorrow so I will have to woman the circulation desk from lunch time when the help goes home. It is tough at the top!