There's an old joke which goes something like this...
I used to hate school. Every morning, my mum would try to wake me up and get me out of bed, and I'd weep and wail and gnash my teeth and sob, "but Mum, I don't want to go - all the kids are horrible to me! They call me names and spit in my lunch and knock me over in the corridor... it's awful!"
And my mum would sit on the edge of my bed and take my hand in hers, offering these gentle words of persuasion, "Look, we've talked about this before, son. You've got to go... you're the teacher!"
It's a cracker, as Frank Carson would say. And such a good joke that the Super Furry Animals turned it into a song...
Good one. Hope that's not how you feel about your current job? Whereas at the bad place...
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