Rant: Incompetent Lazyass Nincompoop!

Haih!

What a day! So early in the morning I already had the urge to brutally slaughter people. Mentally I was on a murderous spree.

[picture this: a bloody massacre. kids and teachers running like headless chickens. blood everywhere. Music: All the seram movie sound effects].

Damn those incompetent, lazy nincompoops for unleashing my Jekyll/Hyde persona. Know why?

Every Tuesday we have the school assembly and since I am one of the teachers-in-charge for it, I try my darnedest best to ensure no major hiccups during the assembly. Not an easy feat when you're supposed to work together with an incompetent nincompoop and a bunch of numb skulls with plankton-sized brain. Every Tuesday, without fail they will raise my BP a few notches with their carelessness. Every time that happens, I pointed out what went wrong and how NOT to repeat the same mistakes. Semua angguk-angguk, ok-ok, sengih-sengih and assured me that they understand and it will never happen again.

But today I just had enough of that crap. The assembly was a near disaster of catastrophic porportions. Everything was CRAP! It took all my inner strength to hold myself back from marching up there and wring their scrawny necks. The senior prefects lepas tangan, letting the two freshie prefects as the emcees. When the two newbies f*cked up, they didn't even bother to assist or take any action to rectify the situation. The script, announcements, prize-giving, everything just went bust.

[turn to Hulk-mode]

I almost went ballistics! What did the nincompoop do? Absolutely nothing! Man, you on dope or what?! You are sitting right next to them and you did nothing?! I called you on your cell (you didn't answer). I sms'ed my friend to inform you (which my friend did. Thanks, R).

and.you.did.nothing.

(take deep breaths. think happy thoughts. -repeat 10, 000 times)

After the assembly, I called all the prefects-in-charge. They took one look at my face and they know it already "Uh-oh, we're in deep shit!". Damn right they are. I didn't blame the newbies but the senior prefects, I chewed them right through and through that by the time I was done, mata merah-merah sudah. Nak nangis kunun. Ada aku kesah?

Next I marched up to the Nincompoop and told him in a calm, murderous voice that next week this better not happen again. What? I was on leave on Monday and he was supposed to have a briefing with the prefects to finalize all the details before the assembly. Guess he never bothered to. And today act all surprised as if he never expected this to happen. Buduh! Do I have to pull YOUR strings to get you to do your job? I'm your colleague, we're paid to do our job well so start pulling your weight, you nincompoop!

If you want to put up a show as blistering idiots, do it some other time. You want to look stupid, find some other time. Not during assembly. Definitely NOT when I'm here. Definitely NOT if my name's gonna be dragged into your bloody mess!

Like how many times to I have to bloody repeat myself? Do I have to literally drill a hole into your thick skulls and shove the f*cking instructions into your (perhaps non-existent) brains?

It's frustrating to work with people like this. Glad big boss wasn't in today. If not, my ass would have been fried and the headlines on tomorrow's paper would have read;

"Enraged teacher on killing spree".

Disclaimer: This post may or may not be based on real-life events.