The good: Paycheck on Friday. Paperwork’s ready to go, plans are laid out. The new room is bigger than the old one. More windows. More sunlight. It’s as decorated as it’s going to be all year and the flags are back up. The admins probably won’t stop by because I’m now on the far end of campus.
The bad: I’m now on the far end of campus. The walk to my room gets longer and longer with each room change. No closet, no shelves, no storage areas that haven’t been chewed up by rats and neglected by occupants past. Parts of the room haven’t been cleaned in years. The only secure storage space is in the next room over. Light switches are outside the room. Half the ceiling lights are out. Have to leave the building to find a water fountain or restroom. The northeast corner of the room seems to be slipping into a sinkhole, and God help whoever gets assigned to sit there because they’ll be the first ones to fall in. Grade recovery is available to any D or F student who wants it, regardless of attendance, performance, or behavior, and we now have a federally mandated lunchtime tutoring and intervention program.