For when people ask me "Why are you so angry all the time?"
At that moment an older lady comes in, probably someone's mother. She pops her head in the room asking for the accounts guy. She has something for him. As I start speaking the words to tell her that he's not in at the moment, but that I can get him if she waits a minute. This women looks at me, decides I'm not worth it, panics...and then to put the cherry on top the sports equipment guy begins to talk over me and tell her that he has no idea where the accounts guy is, that he his waiting for him also.
I wanted to fucking kill somebody.
I simply got up and went to get the accounts guy. I knew where he was, I wasn't so fucking retarded as to miss the fact that the printer repairman had been through ten minutes before. They'd be at the end of the hall, in the copy room. I knew that because I fucking work at the school.
I tried not to show how visibly steamed I was, so I went to take a walk to calm down. As I was walking by the lady pops her head around the corner. She says thank you. I couldn't really help myself, so I replied in perfect Japanese..."I'd like to reply, but I don't understand a word of Japanese"...and kept walking. We were supposed to be having a ceremony in the gym, so I headed there. Only there were no people. Come to think of it, it had been odd that no one was in the staff room in the first place.
I went back to ask the accounts guy..."Where is everyone?"
"Oh, you didn't know. They changed the ceremony to the big gym across the street?"
Of course I didn't know. And everyone had got up and left the room without so much as a "Hey Darrell, let's shake a leg."
I can't believe I have to be here for another four and a half months.