The Fat Barmaid, a nickname coined
by one of my colleagues for our then director of quality and vindictive personal
vendettas for the educational institute in which I worked, was out to get me…
and a rehearsal for a forthcoming higher education inspection was the perfect
place to start.
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During my years working in education I heard more than my fair share of pathetic excuses for students being late or not turning up for lectures. Like the girl who texted in one morning half an hour after the session started to say “sorry I’m late, but I’m waiting for the dog to have a shit in the garden”. Or another who, only half-dressed and sweating like she’d just run the London marathon (either that or she’d been having shenanigans with her boyfriend for breakfast), burst into the room one day just before lunch and blurted breathlessly, “Sorry I’m late – I thought I was in already”.
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LET THERE BE MUSIC
After years of being asked “which was the worst group you ever taught?” Well, here goes.
As we were walking towards reception to meet the External Vilifier, sorry, Verifier, the examiner sent into the college by the awarding body to verify students’ marks near the end of the year, the boss looked at me with ashen face. “What are you going to say to him?” she asked, clearly not wanting to hear the answer in the mistaken belief that what she didn’t know about she couldn’t be blamed for.
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tezTALKS, is a humorous, opinionated and often irreverent reflection on everything from modern art to the stresses and strains of modern life, as well as (hopefully) equally amusing recollections of a more personal nature. There is also a link to tezTRAVEL, a collection of short travel films