03 June 2007

Making Friends

Admittedly, it took a while.

I now have a group of friends at work. Like, real friends!

I've been chatting to a few people now and then; I would sometimes give people a drive home, but I finally feel like I have a support network.

I said, "I didn't become a teacher to make friends," and I meant it. Early in the year, when students initially hated me, and would tell me so in no uncertain terms, I would repeat that line. It was my mantra. I had friends and support at home. I didn't need 12-year-olds to be my friends. It didn't take them long to realize that I meant it, and they mostly backed off.

But still, it's nice to have colleagues you can talk to and have fun with. Especially when they're colleagues who have the same challenges as you and can sympathize with the bullshit you put up with.

So when I realized that I clicked with a couple of people, it made me feel better. If nothing else, I know that when I go to school, I have some people who get it. I get to talk about my frustration and they can offer advice knowing the people I'm dealing with and vice versa.

Before, I couldn't talk about my situation at all because it would have been inappropriate (as the owner's daughter). And it spares my non-work friends from some of the anger and frustration that they can't only guess at. Now I can turn it into horror stories or amusing anecdotes. Most of the time.

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