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As a Janitor who works a night job for a school. It is hard for me to maintain work relationships. I wish that my relationships with the teachers were a lot better then they currently are. Most of the time I can’t even tell if they like me or not. In fact one night when I was feeling down and couldn’t find one person to talk too. I walked around the place and saw everyone busy talking to each other. Too busy I guess… Shruggs... Keep in mind all the kids went home… It’s not their fault for having a lot of work. Nor is it my fault for having a lot of work. But what I have noticed is, they got time for each other. They even got time to exercise and play basketball together, but not a few minutes for me.
A little stupid poem came to me. It’s not a nice poem, but I’m sharing it with you because the last two lines totally reflects how I felt.
Teacher’s Paradise,
A place that isn’t nice.
Shut up you fool,
Your only supposed to be a tool.
My poem is saying. “We are too busy for you. "Leave us alone." "Remember we hired you to serve us." In other words, as a tool your feelings don’t matter. A tool is an object that has no feelings. It seems like some people seem to think that as long as they don't say "mean things" everything is cool. But body language, and other ways of conduct can send a message as well.
A little stupid poem came to me. It’s not a nice poem, but I’m sharing it with you because the last two lines totally reflects how I felt.
Teacher’s Paradise,
A place that isn’t nice.
Shut up you fool,
Your only supposed to be a tool.
My poem is saying. “We are too busy for you. "Leave us alone." "Remember we hired you to serve us." In other words, as a tool your feelings don’t matter. A tool is an object that has no feelings. It seems like some people seem to think that as long as they don't say "mean things" everything is cool. But body language, and other ways of conduct can send a message as well.
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