Monday 8 April
8.30am - Arrive in staff room. Before I take my jacket off, X (my co-tutor, someone I used to line manage and the salary point above me) tells me she hates hates our tutor group, that she doesn't want to teach them anymore and what can I do about it? My response: "I can do nothing. Speak to Y. He's your line manager."
8.45am - I need to be in my classroom to send the tutor group to assembly for 8.45 AND in the main hall to make sure they sit in the right place and don't start fighting as X has hidden somewhere in the college. Meanwhile I have Z (someone else I used to line manage and is 3 salary points above me) asking me what I think she should do with her tutor group; I explain that I have been back in college 15 minutes and it's not my job to advise her what to do with her tutor group, there is a whole school tutor programme (that some gets paid £50K to write) and that she should refer to that.
9.15am - X interrupts my lesson to ask me if there are any board pens in the stationery cupboard in the office. Try as I might, I don't manage to make "I don't know, I've been off for two months. Why don't you go into the office, open the stationery cupboard and look? If there's none there get Y to order some" not sound sarcastic.
11.00am - After establishing with my classes that they have basically been babysat for half a term and are no further forward in the syllabus than when I went off sick, I refuse to take responsibility or guilt for this and skip out of school to head home for relaxing bath, nice coffee and a magazine fest.
Days back at work without a return to work interview with HR and/or meeting with Line Manager = 1
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