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Thursday, September 23, 2004

So subbing yesterday went okay. It wasn't like "yeah, I want to do this for the rest of my life!" but it also wasn't "I never want to step foot in a school again." The kids were pretty good for the most part. There was one kid (the one in every class) that probably has a mild form of ADHD (or just watches too much TV) and needed to be reminded to settle down every 10 minutes. And there was one kid who kept pushing it. He ended up close to me. Other than that things went well. Hopefully I will get called again from that teacher and school. And, I did get another call today, however (and this makes me ill to my stomach) I missed the phone. Can you believe it?! I can't. It was so stupid, really. I was in that still-dreaming state, thinking to myself, "I do believe the phone is ringing. Yup, that's definitely the phone ringing. Who's calling me at 6:30 in the morning? Probably a principal. YIKES! A PRINCIPAL!" Then imagine me jumping out of bed (after getting caught slightly in the sheets) and racing for the phone as I hear a man's voice leaving a message. Missed it. But the message said he needed someone for today and to call him back in the next 5 minutes. So I dialed the number and a voice told me that it was a long distance number, so I hung up and dialed again, this time with area code. He answered the phone, but in that short time it took me to listen to the message and dial twice, he had already called someone else who took the job. Sigh. I know it's my own fault, but if you say you're going to give me 5 minutes, then please give me 5 minutes!! Anyway, I felt sick and mad at myself for about an hour, then decided that there is nothing I can do about it, and hey, lesson learned: I will sleep with the phone on my nightstand from now on. And really, it's not a huge deal, because I did talk to Les (the principal) and so he knows that it's not that I'm not interested, etc. and he said he's catch me next time. I am just glad that he DID leave a message and I was able to call him back. Anyway, Ryan is also usually home at night (he's in Regina for work until Friday) and he always wakes up to the phone before me, so I generally have him to help me out with the waking-up-to-the-phone business.
I just needed to tell my story to someone (even all the people reading this in cyber space) because while it really is not the end of the world, I am still privately kicking myself for not being more prepared, like knowing my tendancy to sleep through things and so putting the phone nearer to me.
On a brighter note, I found the faceplate for our car stereo. Yes, we had lost it, but it is found! We spent a week and a half ripping our house and car apart and calling every single place we had been looking for the dumb thing, and here it was, sitting in a box of other car things under our hearth. Funny thing is, I found it looking for something else that I have lost. I don't know what is wrong with me lately. I mean there are only so many places that I would put a disk with journaling for our Autralia scrapbook on it, right? Argh. And I am hesitant to start again, because I just know that as soon as I finish, I will find the stupid disk.
Okay, I am done for today. I am filling in for my Dad's receptionist at Comco until tomorrow (unless I get a call and don't miss it!) so I have a bit of time to write really long blogs! Hope you all made it to the end!

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