Hiding Out.

Had a bad day in class. 2 girls walked in at 7.30 am, promptly put their heads on the desk and went to sleep. The morning carried on in that vein. I stopped teaching by 2nd lesson and made an attempt at the huge backlog of marks on my Crapita spreadsheet, as most other ts were doing too (we are data management clerks and babysitters more than teachers). I told the class to do their workbooks but most were sleeping, doing their hair and make up or playing on their mobiles. I felt guilty so abandoned my half hearted attempt to falsify my registers and turned my back on the sleepers to try and teach the 4 or 5 good students. However, as my brain was addled by the monotony of the spreadsheet, I gave up.and walked out. Tried to find an empty room on the top floor to hide in but they were all taken by picnicking students. (Managers of course were all ensconced in offices in front of computers.) The Head of Department has resigned for the 2nd or 3rd time. Fortunately, so have I! Yippee!