I’m not going to hide it; I slacked off a little at work last week. Don’t worry – I worked… I just procrastinated on the work I didn’t want to do and rearranged all of the furniture and wall decorations in my classroom instead.
I think maybe that’s why it felt like I’d downed a shot of adrenaline when my principal called my classroom and asked me to come see him in his office during my planning period.
Deep down, I know that I’m the model employee. I do everything they ever ask me to do. I complain less than any other teacher in the world. I have had fewer parent problems that require administrator intervention than the three and a half years I’ve been a teacher. I attend all meetings and get along with everyone.
I don’t know why I panicked when the Boss told me he wanted to talk to me.
There wasn’t a single reason I should think he’d be mad at me – like he really has the time and inclination monitor whether I grade papers or move furniture…
Regardless of all logic, I freaked out and convinced myself I’d be losing my job – after all, I’ve lost my job three times now and have only been called in to see the principal those three times.
I totally didn’t lose my job.
My principal called me down to offer me three weeks of extra pay to cover an extra class.
What is it about principals that makes them so intimidating?
I must be thinking too much of Mr. Belding, right?