My friend Avril sent me a copy of a letter a network administrator sent to her idiot boss in response to my open letter to my ex-boss, which I recently mentioned in So Hard. I Googled it and found an entry in Snopes.Com that debunks its veracity. Even so, the letter is hilarious and it is the type of letter many of us have wanted to send to a boss one time or another. Enjoy.


Actual letter of resignation from an employee at Zantex Computers, USA, to her boss, who apparently resigned very soon afterwards!


Yeah, but… No, but…

This is how I felt today, especially this morning. Finals are near and I find myself having a to deal with a Vicki Pollard moment. Only trouble is I’m not in a comedy skit. As much as I feel my life is comic, this incident definitely was not. I’ll just say I had to deal with someone who was not cooperative when confronted in the classroom and my requests for that person to leave with met with rants. I had to call campus security, which is something I’ve never had to do. I wound up losing about 15 or so minutes of valuable time.

Here’s a clip from Little Britain where Vicki Pollard evades the social worker’s question. It’s the only way I can laugh at the situation and get on with my day.

Being Sick is Bitch

This past week has not been fun. I got sick on the first week of school and I’m the one who winds up playing hooky, partly because I felt horrible and partly because I didn’t want to be “incubus of the viral plague.” I had to call two schools to report absences, and I showed up to the Thursday night class only because it was the first night and I wanted to see who was present and wanted to crash. The session went on a little longer than I wanted due to some student questions. On some level, teaching is theater and I think my students had a perverse desire to see me die in front of them. Maybe not, but I can’t help thinking it as my voice rapidly deteriorated that night.

I’ve been resting and doing what you’re supposed to do when you have a cold: drink plenty of fluids. I have also been taking Airborne like candy, a habit that will stick around when I’m better.

People who work in public spaces like schools run the risk of getting all kinds of nasty bugs. I wonder how many times I was in college that I picked up some cold or flu from a fellow student or some super-sick prof. There was also the grocery store I worked for all through my college days and lots of people showed up sick and suffering. When I was in graduate school, I tutored students, which provided a one on one risk factor. I wonder how much of this could have been avoided if people helped themselves and others by not calling in sick when they’ve come down with the cold, especially early on.

I’m sure it’s worse in office settings, where people often have to be in the same room with each other for 8+ hours a day. Somehow, I don’t think cubicle walls provide that much protection. I could go on and on about the evils of the cubicle, but that would be getting off-topic.

I wonder how much germs get passed around in religious settings. When I was in a small evangelical church in my early twenties, people got sick all the time. When someone came down with a common cold or flu, they didn’t stay home on Sunday morning. They showed up and gave a whole new definition to communion with a gift that keeps on giving. Speaking of communion, I occasionally wonder if I’ll catch something drinking the wine during Episcopal services. I’ve been told that the chalices are made of silver and thus germ proof. I’ll take their word for it, but it doesn’t stop me from thinking about it every time I’ve gone up to receive the bread and wine.

I’ll get some rest soon. At least the worst is over.

First Post of the Month

I can’t believe that 2007 is almost over. A year ago, I wrote a post about not posting for a while (since August 2006). A few things were going on, especially with holding back on blogging about the workplace. I often felt like posting about the drama at the office, especially the incompetent woman I worked for. There was an incident with her that left me scarred for months after I was gone from that job. I wrote a scathing open letter half a year later to her (name withheld), which more or less pointed to what I felt about her level of professionalism. I still have a lot anger looking back on it, though returning to teaching has helped me move on from it.

I started the ShindoTV blog in May 2006, though I stopped posting regularly after August 2006. It was this month a year ago that I made a New Year’s resolution to write. It would not be until February 2007 when I started posting regularly. I’ve managed to make good on this, though Chris, Brian, and later Danny were helfpul in being part of my blog community. I can’t forget about one of my earliest blogfriends Josh and then Murphy (why did you drop out of the blogosphere, buddy?).

Fellow adjunct instructor Rob also become a part of my blog community. It’s also been fun creating and exchanging original postcards.

I have blogged about the dramas of teaching, though I tried to be careful about it. I know what’s happened to some other people, so I know I can never be too safe. Better to have a voice and pay for it than let fear silence me.

So far, I’ve had a prolific year in posts. December should be a good month. Here’s to 2007.

Mindy Shatner’s Little Sister

I think I have Mindy Shatner‘s sister in my class. Not literally, of course, but enough know the God, the Universe, or whatever, is trying to teach me a lesson that began with Mindy a few years back. I really don’t want to repeat this chapter this semester, so I’m ready to learn. Here’s how my day went.

I forgot to go over the essay rough draft requirements that are due next week (per my syllabus). One student asked me about what was needed, and I could have gotten myself out of this by pushing the date forward. I do say that the schedule is subject to change, and that language was added for anything that would push the schedule out of whack (as class schedules are bound to do). Then, this young woman rudely chimed in that the assignment was due and I hadn’t done anything to give them guidance. Perhaps her point was valid, but the way she pushed it forward was out of line.

So, I stuck to the schedule, gave them a general prompt for their narrative essay, and required them to bring five copies to class for the workshop. She interjected out of turn that she didn’t have enough printer paper for that. Well, excuse me. Go abuse the photocopier at your job. That’s what everyone else does.

Then some of the students had side conversations when a young man was trying to ask me a question (which would have benefited other people if they were listening). I asked them to quiet down a couple times before I raised my voice and said, “Excuse me!” I then calmed my voice and said, “Now that I have your attention,” and attempted to answer his question and close class.

Overall, I had a bad day. After taking some time to cool down, I went to the course’s coordinator and talked about the situation. I have until next week to get caught up. I also have this little Miss Shatner situation to deal with. Any sensible student who doesn’t like their teacher early on usually jumps to another class, but she may be here to stay because the class best fits her schedule or whatever.

If anyone truly gets out of line, I have the orange papers and the Student Affairs office number. I always hope I don’t use them.

Thanks for hearing me vent.

Open Letter to an Ex-Boss

In publicly bringing closure to this whole bad job issue from last year, I post this open letter to the lovely woman who was my boss for six months.

—— ———
The Company
K&OM Ith Avenue
Ste. LMM
San Diego, CA 92JML

Dear Ms. ———,
Towards the end of my exit interview back in January, you expressed that you hoped I wouldn’t feel any bitterness towards the Company. I must say, though, that I have nothing but good feelings and joyful thoughts towards you and the Company that you represent. My experience with the Company has been one of the most positive in my working life.

First of all, I must commend you on your ability to spend the Company’s money. Some of your choices may be extravagant, but it’s definitely for the long term good. When we moved into our new office, state of the art appliances were installed. The refrigerator and the dishwasher did not match, so in your infinite wisdom, you had a perfectly good (and brand new) dishwasher yanked out and brought in another. You showed you can accessorize for the good of the shareholders and that you can prevail over the accountant, the ultimate corporate spoilsport.

I shall always remember your dazzling interpersonal skills. There are the times where you calmly instructed me on how I should do my job. You always had something very kind to say at the proverbial drop of a hat. I will always look back upon you as someone who treated me with a great deal of humanity. One of my most indelible encounters with you was an open door meeting when you exuberantly praised me in your office for a job well done so everyone can hear. Your smile was memorable as it demonstrated to me that the Company under your leadership was a happy and safe place to work. It also showed me your friendliness and how much you really liked me.

Thank you for the invaluable experience of working for the Company. I shall recommend it as a wonderful place with plenty of growth potential, especially under your guidance.

With very warm regards,

Shinichi Evans