AN EXERCISE IN SELF INDULGENCE…
…it begins… again…
It appears that I have developed a bit of a reputation as of late, especially in certain circles that I am in. I seem to be considered “the accountability guy”. I guess if you were going to be pigeon-holed as something, better that than “epic douchecock”. I think that a lot of this may stem from my sheer and utter frustration from “my old life” as a public school teacher.
I used to hate my job, not because of the kids, but because of what the kids were coming from. It seemed like the expectation was that the parents really had no reason to discipline their children, and if their child were to (supposedly) act up or do something stupid in class, it clearly wasn’t the fault of the child. No consequences. So that leaves me having to make a judgment call: do I teach the material I was hired to teach, or do I spend most of my time teaching them to be responsible human beings? I chose the later as it was plainly clear that their parents and the other teachers didn’t give a fuck to do it themselves.
I think that some of this has followed me into my new life. It seems that the adults are just as bad, if not worse, than the children were. Actions have consequences. When you do or say something, it will cause a ripple. If what you did was cool, then it will be a good ripple to those around you, sometimes making unforeseen positive changes in ways you probably never imagined. If you act like a stupid shit, don’t be surprised when it comes back to bite you in the ass.