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11/13/2007 - Market Day is Killing Me

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From Century Jr. High, the same school that brought me, "No you can't use one of the hundreds of math books that will be sitting around all summer. Go to the public library and copy it!" Here comes, "We are going to do everything we can to make Market Day volunteers lives a living hell!" Well they succeeded. The day custodial...ok, they're janitors. It's as simple as that. A favorite line of mine was,"Today we're gong to find out if looks actually do kill!" The evening people are custodians because they're nice to me. Seems the day janitors need a whole hour after the kids leave to sweep the floor and wipe off the tables. Today, they made us have the sale in the tiny teacher's lounge. They almost wouldn't even give me a table. They must have a strong union that's all I can say. There is so much chaos and disorder at that school. One day, the office staff tells me that we will have to make do with the 1:30 truck time, but just for one last month. The next day, the principal calls me and says, "So it's on for the 18th at 2:30?" Don't these people talk to each other? I could go on and on citing ridiculous cases of beaurocracy.

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