It’s nearly four o’clock in the office and, once again, there are people in my office talking about things that do not concern me, distracting me from doing any real work. Not that I have any real work to do. Which, all in all, means that in the two days since I’ve been home from camp, nothing has changed.
I really need to teach.
Oh, but that’s right. I’m back from camp. Camp is over. And all the office drama and politics from before camp hasn’t changed. It’s all still here and, unlike previous summers, it’s almost as though camp never happened. In past summers it always seemed that some remarkable thing would happen at camp and life would be radically different from how it was before camp. But this summer, it feels like nothing’s changed. Like camp never really happened. And now I’m back where I started at the end of July. In a place that I find totally dissatisfying.
And I wish I could get my mind around that. I wish I could get past that and focus on some other task. On some other thing. But I can’t seem to get past this job. Past the mass of meaningless drama here in the office. I want to think about other things. And I hope that things will be different tomorrow. Tomorrow I have that Big Damn Deal Meeting with my superiors.
So I suppose that everything will be different.
(On a side note, one of my bosses just said something completely ignorant about kids coming to our camps from other countries. So ignorant, in fact, that it boarders on racist. Gotta love it. Gotta get a new job.)
And I’m exhausted. I really feel like taking a nap right here on my desk. Think anyone will notice?
That’s my bitter little rant for now. More, as always, later.