I just got a mail from Vida saying that Machida called her, and all the teachers (except Vida, who has to take her kids to Yatsuri) have to arrive at work at 7:30 for snow cleaning. That means shovelling and sweeping the driveway, and probably the playground, too.

This pisses me off because I was supposed to be on a 9:30 start tomorrow. There's no such thing as overtime pay at Kodomo Gakuen, oh no. There is only seething resentment and hatred, and I am full of both. You will most likely feel it as you are sleeping, my flist in the West, and it will fill your dreams with irrational anger and vitriol. I apologize in advance.

Or maybe I will call in sick.
Any friends of [livejournal.com profile] skandrae in the Sydney area are hereby entreated to seek this boy-child out and lay the smack down. Not that I think I actually have any friends in Sydney, except Patrick, whom I have already entreated.

cut for swears )

Still no word from El Yutzo. Sean (who has a key) is going to stop at his apartment tomorrow morning, before going to work to call Yutzo's parents' place in Sydney. He packed an awful lot of stuff for someone who was only going home for two weeks. I remember thinking about that the night of the school sleepover, when he had to spend all sorts of time re-packing his bags.

What a yutz. I'm not sure what outcome would make me happier: that he just skeeved off to Australia, leaving us without a replacement English teacher (as I said, I think monkeys dressed in people-clothing would do a better job than he did), or that he's actually on his way back, but suffered some sort of terrible misfortune.

I blame some of this on Manson. You might remember him as the other teacher who started when Ryan did, but who never came back after our vacation in March, because his father got sick. Also, I think he really hated the job and was never actually suited to it, being a trained architect and all. It's quite possible that Ryan is simply following the trail laid by Manson all those months ago.

It's funny, because I was starting to feel bad about being such a bitch toward Ryan. I thought I was at least being civil, but Sean and Vida disabused me of that. No pity now, though. None whatsoever.

In weather-related news, apparently there's a typhoon coming. I can hardly wait.
OMG, that useless pissant didn't show up for work yesterday or today. Sean can't get through to his mobile or his MSN. Did he even come back from Australia? Or did he just decide to stay there because no one wants him here?


[EDIT - 10:30] Sean says he saw him online yesterday at 1:30 and asked him if he was done work already. Sean thinks Ryan messed up the dates (accidentally on purpose, I say) and is still in Australia. I have never wanted to kick someone in the crotch quite as hard as I want to kick this guy.

I want the boss to let Sean fire the asshole. Honestly, fire him and find someone else. I'm sure Hamura Zoo has a couple of monkeys we could dress up in people clothes.
There just aren't enough bad words in the English language (or any of the other languages I have a passing familiarity with) to explain the level of loathing and rage I have toward Ryan the Yutz at this moment. All of the insults that immediately spring to mind are rejected because they either insult my own genitals or insult homosexual practices, and that's just not keen.

Really, I need to invent a new language, just to have words nasty and degrading and vile enough to describe how angry I am.

Profanity Abounding Beneath This Cut )

I'm also harbouring a little resentment toward Encho for letting Ryan go home, instead of making him tough it out through his shift today. Sean is pissed - he feels like he can't do his job anymore, if, everytime he tries to discipline someone, Encho just turns around and countermands his authority.

I'm going to apply for a new job this afternoon, I think.
I'd like to say that I haven't updated this weekend because I was off doing cool things, but the truth is that I did nothing and, since I do that most of the time anyway, I just didn't feel like writing about it. It was rainy, I was apathetic, and I wish it was Friday night again so that I didn't have to start a six-day week tomorrow morning. June is going to suck - I'll be working three out of the four Saturdays, which means I will only have one two-day weekend. Look forward to crankiness.

The only fun thing this weekend was thinking about the reaming Ryan is going to get from Sean on Monday. That boy is in trouble...

There's being a yutz, and then there's Ryan )

I've been writing for over an hour now. I have to go to bed, since I'm on Ryan's bus shift tomorrow morning.
Hurts! I hurts!

I wish wish wish the lemmings at school didn't suck so hardcore in terms of thinking logically. We wasted somewhere in the neighbourhood of 4 hours today (accumulated) because everyone is stupid. I want to go in, do work, and go home. I do not want to hem and haw and consider several angles and not make a decision on anything, because I am a foreigner and I am direct. Some of the shit we are taking with us...I know we don't have any money, but Jiminy Crackers...

I have had a bath, I have packed the majority of the things I am bringing to Canada, and now I am going to bed. Just one more day of this...
Dear Zeus, I ache all over. Like, even up in my hairline.

We're moving things from the old school to the new, and it's been a vastly aggravating process thus far. There are too many useless breaks being taken, too many moments when there is nothing to do but looking like there's nothing to do is bad, and I believe I actually told Waka I was going to kill the old woman (Waka's mom) because she was making me insane.

Today is actually a public holiday, but we have to work it. I have yet to do any packing for my trip home. I have bought a number of presents, but none for my best friend and her family. If I plan on doing that, I need to ride my bike to work, and then go all the way to Itoyokado after work. I made it as far as the Ecos last night, before my tired legs gave out on me. (But I did manage to purchase an insane amount of snack-type-foods to bring to people back home ^_^)

In fannish news, I have a sort of idea of what I'm going to write for my [livejournal.com profile] sgarareathon piece, and a slightly more detailed notion of what I'm writing for the B-Movie Ficathon. My two [livejournal.com profile] stagesoflove pieces are sort of/kind of gelling together in my head. My best hope now is that I can use the little time I have left here, and then the long long time on the plane, to do the best job I can. And roundly curse myself for not having a better work ethic.

Now I am in search of a shower, in the hopes that my muscles will relax a smidge.
Managed to walk to the 7-11 alone last night without stopping at the machine, so yay! Unfortunately, I consumed much junkfood as compensation...not so yay.

School today looks to be fairly easy. We have the January Birthday Party in the morning (I'm not part of it this month, because I was sick during both rehearsals, yay), and then English Club in the afternoon. Not looking forward to the afternoon, actually, as there are three classes, and only Sean and I as teachers...

I'm still working through how to explain my feelings about one of the kids in Hiyoko. It's very complicated, and I want to make sure I've thought all the angles through before I try to put it down on paper. I will say, however, that cases like this girl make me a more fervent believer in birth control and pretty much 100% sure I don't want to raise a child in this country.

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