I had a blog this morning, but it mad me mad, so I put it on hold.
And I decided to go here.
I see from time to time people making the statement that they " Hate their job."
Like somehow they are supposed to " Love it."
It is a job. It is "Work" not "Play."
And while I often said I " Loved" my job, you notice I am no longer doing it.
I loved the kids.
I loved the actual teaching.
I hated the job with a passion.
I almost quit you up in Buna so many times, you do not know.
But, I hung in there. And many times it was the kids who kept me coming back....
Hell, what am I saying, I came back for the kids...Period.....
I thought I might be doing someone, some sort of good.
But a job?
Remember, they would drop you like a hot rock during a time of an economic troubles, or God forbid you screw up.
And you don't have to "like" the people you work with. Many, you just won't. Like I said, I am friends with about 5 people I taught with in Buna on Facebook. And it may surprise you the 5 I like, and I am sure a couple of them didn't have a clue....
Go to work, do your job, go home.
You do these things to pay the bills, drive a nice vehicle, perhaps travel or a fancy toy....
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