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Nov. 13th, 2011 02:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chochiyo_samaMy head has been hurting for three days.
Tyger Lilly fights my attempts to remove her stitches. Of the ten, I still have three left to remove. Her tummy is looking good, but those last stitches have to come out!
I haven't written anything on my nano for the last four days. I have reached 10,000 words, but I need to get to 50,000 before the end of November. This means I am about 6,000 words behind right now. Bleah. I will have to spend most of my day on writing tomorrow.
More drama with Jay and Roc. I loved him. I trusted him. I NEVER EVER thought it was possible that he could lie to me or hurt me. Now, he has done both, repeatedly. My heart is broken, but I am done. I will never speak to him again--nor will I ever set foot in ROC again. I will not be speaking to Susan or Laurie again either. They all played their part in shafting me up the ass.
Well, today I went into the building for the last time. Jay said I could keep my keys--but I no longer feel accepted as a part of the dysfunctional ROC "family." I no longer have any desire to be connected to them. So, today, my mom, my sister Kim and I went to Rochester. Our first stop was ROC, where I dropped off payment for some hot lunches I had last year which I never got the chance to pay for since neither Susan nor Tracy were ever there when I stopped by. I also left all three of my keys in an envelope taped to Tracy's desk.
I did use the staff bathroom for the last time--and those I was tempted to leave a steaming pile there to stink the place up till monday, I flushed. Then I peeked into my replacement's room just to see how she had it arranged. Remarkably, it was not that much different from the way *I* had my room arranged. But that was one of the two things that the English dudes used to judge me unworthy of being a teacher. That and the ridiculous claim of my being "distant" from my students. Really? Really, you assholes? Obviously your heads are so far up your asses that you can see the light through your nostrils.
Am I bitter? Oh, FUCK, yes, I am.
I am even more bitter and broken hearted that Jay has apparently turned into a fucking liar and back stabber. First sending me that preposterous email where he claimed that he had TOLD me that I would not get insurance when he had blatantly told me the exact opposite, even promising to talk someone who is not a huge fan of mine into accepting the deal. THEN he has the gall to tell Shane that he "offered [me] ample opportunities for work" but I "was not interested." That is such a steaming crock of complete bullshit. His exact words to me were, "GIVE IN. GO ON DISABILITY. RETIRE." There was one comment he made about me looking into on-line schools. I responded that I would be open to that, but that being willing to do it and finding a school that was hiring were two different things.
I begin to wonder what other lies he has told about me. What did he tell the board? I know he told the kids at ROC that I had "retired," which is such a sack of shit! He knows I cannot retire. He also knows it is HIS FAULT that I cannot retire.
I am so tired of having knives twisted into my back by people whom I thought loved me and valued me. And I feel like a fucking fool for ever having believed that.
So, I'm done with all of them. In time I suppose I will forgive them, but I will never trust them again, and I never, ever want to see them again.
Assholes and betrayers.
So now, I guess I have to find a way to move on with my life. Next week I will be looking into going on welfare. Fuck it. Why shouldn't I? I've worked and paid taxes all my life. I deserve it. I paid for it. I'd much rather just retire, but THAT is impossible due to fucking bullshit.
I am tired as hell right now, and my Stewie wants to cuddle, so that is what I am going to do right now--cuddle him and try to go to sleep.
Tyger Lilly fights my attempts to remove her stitches. Of the ten, I still have three left to remove. Her tummy is looking good, but those last stitches have to come out!
I haven't written anything on my nano for the last four days. I have reached 10,000 words, but I need to get to 50,000 before the end of November. This means I am about 6,000 words behind right now. Bleah. I will have to spend most of my day on writing tomorrow.
More drama with Jay and Roc. I loved him. I trusted him. I NEVER EVER thought it was possible that he could lie to me or hurt me. Now, he has done both, repeatedly. My heart is broken, but I am done. I will never speak to him again--nor will I ever set foot in ROC again. I will not be speaking to Susan or Laurie again either. They all played their part in shafting me up the ass.
Well, today I went into the building for the last time. Jay said I could keep my keys--but I no longer feel accepted as a part of the dysfunctional ROC "family." I no longer have any desire to be connected to them. So, today, my mom, my sister Kim and I went to Rochester. Our first stop was ROC, where I dropped off payment for some hot lunches I had last year which I never got the chance to pay for since neither Susan nor Tracy were ever there when I stopped by. I also left all three of my keys in an envelope taped to Tracy's desk.
I did use the staff bathroom for the last time--and those I was tempted to leave a steaming pile there to stink the place up till monday, I flushed. Then I peeked into my replacement's room just to see how she had it arranged. Remarkably, it was not that much different from the way *I* had my room arranged. But that was one of the two things that the English dudes used to judge me unworthy of being a teacher. That and the ridiculous claim of my being "distant" from my students. Really? Really, you assholes? Obviously your heads are so far up your asses that you can see the light through your nostrils.
Am I bitter? Oh, FUCK, yes, I am.
I am even more bitter and broken hearted that Jay has apparently turned into a fucking liar and back stabber. First sending me that preposterous email where he claimed that he had TOLD me that I would not get insurance when he had blatantly told me the exact opposite, even promising to talk someone who is not a huge fan of mine into accepting the deal. THEN he has the gall to tell Shane that he "offered [me] ample opportunities for work" but I "was not interested." That is such a steaming crock of complete bullshit. His exact words to me were, "GIVE IN. GO ON DISABILITY. RETIRE." There was one comment he made about me looking into on-line schools. I responded that I would be open to that, but that being willing to do it and finding a school that was hiring were two different things.
I begin to wonder what other lies he has told about me. What did he tell the board? I know he told the kids at ROC that I had "retired," which is such a sack of shit! He knows I cannot retire. He also knows it is HIS FAULT that I cannot retire.
I am so tired of having knives twisted into my back by people whom I thought loved me and valued me. And I feel like a fucking fool for ever having believed that.
So, I'm done with all of them. In time I suppose I will forgive them, but I will never trust them again, and I never, ever want to see them again.
Assholes and betrayers.
So now, I guess I have to find a way to move on with my life. Next week I will be looking into going on welfare. Fuck it. Why shouldn't I? I've worked and paid taxes all my life. I deserve it. I paid for it. I'd much rather just retire, but THAT is impossible due to fucking bullshit.
I am tired as hell right now, and my Stewie wants to cuddle, so that is what I am going to do right now--cuddle him and try to go to sleep.
Shun them. Then take action
Date: 2011-11-13 09:28 pm (UTC)I still think you need to get the media involved in this. Tell your story to the education reporter on one of the local papers or TV stations. Education is news and what happens to teachers is news. Someone will be interested especially if there are elections with education initiatives on them. (Like taking away collective bargaining and tenure. You're a prime example of what they'll do to teachers if that happens because you didn't have those protections.)
You need to contact Shane immediately and set the record straight. Whatever your relationship is, he needs to be told the truth. Be businesslike. ("It has come to my attention you may have been led to believe some misinformation regarding my termination from ROC. I'd like to take the opportunity to set the record straight as to exactly what has transpired and more specifically, how this has affected my personal and professional life. " Then give every detail. Bullet it if necessary.)
If you are still in contact with any of your former students, tell them and their parents that you were fired and WHY you were fired. They said you were distant as an excuse. Stress you love them and it was not your idea to leave. Jay fired you and then lied to them and said you retired. It was his idea and he lied and said it was your idea. It wasn't. You need to get the word out and straighten the story out with them first and foremost. If they have facebook and you're friended, do it that way. If you have facebook and they've friended you, put it on your wall in big letters and leave it there. Let the word get out to all of the students about Jay lying about Ms. Harpel. I'm sure your former students will care about what happened to you even if they can't do anything. (Well, how about a fundraiser?)
Now the action part
Date: 2011-11-13 09:29 pm (UTC)Next, file for welfare, foodstamps and everything else you are entitled to. You paid for it when you worked. Now you need it.
Be sure to tweet that, put it on your facebook wall, put it here and get the word out that Jay fired you and how you're on welfare and foodstamps.
Next...STOP PAYING THE LOAN YOU CO-SIGNED. Your credit is shit and it won't get better. There's no point in trying to keep your credit rating. You have no money. Paying that loan is sucking what little money you have away from where it needs to be. Creditors? Fuck them. Your house is homesteaded and they can't take it. They're going to take your unemployment, welfare and foodstamps? Let them try. Tell them to take you to court. Show up with your welfare, foodstamp and unemployment stuff and let the judge make you pay for a loan that isn't even yours. SCREW YOUR FORMER STUDENT. Tell him you're not paying his loan and he better find a way to pay it. Tell him your circumstances and tell him to man up and suck it up and take responsibility. You're not going to ruin your life further by paying off his loan. That's his parents' responsibility, not yours.
You won't like this but it must be done.
Date: 2011-11-13 09:29 pm (UTC)You have financial obligations and no assets. Be sure you've HOMESTEADED YOUR HOUSE before you do this. They cannot take your house if it's homesteaded.
Now, start taking care of number one. That would be YOU. No one else is going to do it (unless I win the lottery.) Take every penny of your unemployment and get your COBRA covered. You need insurance. You have to have it. If you can't get it through welfare and the state (which will suck) you'll need your Cobra until you retire. Under no circumstances contact anyone at ROC about this. You need to go direct to Cobra, pay anything you owe and then the monthly payments. I doubt they're $700 but whatever it is, it has to be paid. That is your number one in front of food, gas, cats etc. You have to have healthcare.
Now cuddle with the cats, take a nap and get ready for the week. You have a lot to do. But once it's done, you'll feel a great weight lifted from you.
And fuck Jay, Susan, Laurie, ROC and all of the assholes associated with it.
Run this all by your friends but this is what I would do if I were in your place. Only I would have done it six months ago, right after that asshole fired me. Especially the telling everyone at the top of my lungs. I also would have made Jay agree to pay the COBRA and put it in writing so I could sue him in court when he reneged.
Re: You won't like this but it must be done.
Date: 2011-11-14 12:22 am (UTC)Additionally, speaking from my recent (ie actually ongoing) experience, employment attorneys typically do not charge unless they take-- and win-- the case. Mine didn't even want a consultation fee. Discrimination is hard to prove, yes, but ROC did have a very strong financial reason to be rid of you. And it's not like you couldn't parade your former students into the court to act as witnesses on your behalf. I bet they'd be happy to help.
At the very least, let ROC get a nasty jolt when they open the letter (because lawyers always want a payout, not a case, that's how it always goes) and see a lawyer's header.
This was discrimination, and that is wrong. And in light of your years of service, unforgivably egregious.