OKAY SO to begin--something you need to know about me is that despite being a loudmouth Irish Catholic woman who comes from a long line of loudmouth Irish Catholic women, I'm ultimately not a confrontational person. like when needs must I will not hesitate to get into it with someone if it means standing up for myself or someone I care about, but my first choice will always be resolving something peacefully and arriving at some form of compromise. so what I'm about to describe is very much not how I usually operate lol
next, some context about my former school--the AP I'm describing was brand new for the 25-26 school year and deeply, deeply unpleasant. like, one of the first things she said when she introduced herself was that we weren't going to like her because she had to make hard decisions or whatever and like girl I make hard decisions all the time and consider myself very likable so it's possible you just might be a shitty person, but whatever. and i am willing to tolerate some degree of unpleasantness if the unpleasant person in question is good at their job, but she was really really really fucking bad at her job.
now, some context about my teaching life specifically--4th and 5th grades at my former school (I taught 4th) were departmentalized, and the way it worked is two teachers shared two classes between them; one of the teachers taught math/science/social studies and the other taught reading/writing/word study. I was a reading/writing/word study teacher and I was partnered with my bestie Kaitlyn. Her morning class was the gifted/accelerated math tracked cluster and my morning class was the gen ed/special ed collab class (that just means that kids who had IEPs and received services in the gen ed setting, rather than getting pulled out to a special ed classroom, were all in that class together) and every afternoon we swapped classes.
this is the last context you need I promise--so, towards the beginning of september a kid with serious and I mean SERIOUS behavior problems had to be moved from his original homeroom for a million reasons that I won't get into. and my horrible evil AP unilaterally decided that his new homeroom would be Kaitlyn's. I cannot emphasize enough how much this child should not have been in there. like I truly do not mean that in a cruel way; it just was not the appropriate class for him. i would say probably half the kids in that class were performing above grade level and the rest were solidly on grade level, and this child was multiple grade levels below where he should've been. so she took a kid who already had serious behavior support needs and threw him into a class with kids who were miles and miles beyond him academically, which is a recipe for disaster (and buddy it certainly was a fucking disaster but that's a story for another day).
a few days after this move happened, my AP, my friend Kaitlyn, two other admin you don't need to know about, and myself all met in the conference room before school to just like talk logistics and go over questions and whatever. kaitlyn and I asked for this meeting btw. that is an important detail. anyway. the conference room has a big oval shaped table. Kaitlyn and I got there before the other three people did, and I sat at the head closest to the windows and Kaitlyn sat next to me.
so my AP and the other two admin get there, and my AP, miserable cunt that she is, looks at me and TELLS ME I NEED TO MOVE SEATS BECAUSE SHE LIKES TO SIT AT THE HEAD OF THE TABLE FOR MEETINGS SHE'S LEADING, NEVER MIND THAT KAITLYN AND I WERE THE ONES WHO ARRANGED THE MEETING IN THE FIRST PLACE. like can you imagine being a grown adult and acting that way??? EMBARRASSING behavior quite frankly. she leaves the room to use the bathroom or whatever, so do the other admin, leaving just me and kaitlyn.
now. this woman is a vile cunt but she's not stupid, and she's clearly aware, as I'm sure all of you are too, that a table has two heads. like. that's simply the way shapes work. and what she assumed would happen when she told me to move, I'm sure, is that I'd take a seat next to Kaitlyn because I'd be so thrown off my game and embarrassed.
but what she did not account for is that I, too, am a massive cunt! and a vindictive one at that, and I'm already heated as fuck about an objectively terrible unilateral decision being made by a person who's worked in this school for approximately thirty fucking seconds. so, you know, I do move. but to the opposite head of the table.
y'all. when she walked back in, and I am not kidding at all, the look on her face was like, if we'd been the only two people in the room she would've done something violent. like she wanted to smack me. I have never, ever seen someone look that openly furious in a professional setting. and I just sat there, smiling, calm and pleasant as could be, loving every single fucking second of it. because here's the best part--asking me to move once was you know intense but not totally out of the realm of normal behavior. but telling me to move a second time? that would make her look as ridiculous as she truly is to everyone in that room, including her fellow admin. so, you know, she was playing checkers and i was playing chess. honestly she's not even smart enough for checkers. she was playing like. candy land.
so yeah!! one of my proudest moments if i'm being totally honest. moral of the story is do not fuck with me!! because you surely will find out :)
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