Venting about work...

I share a teaching contract with a girl named Heather. Heather has two sons; her son Logan is 3 and her son Luke is 1. Heather doesn't see her job as a big priority. Heather schedules things like regular doctor's visits on the days she's supposed to work. She gets a sub. My students already have a weird enough situation with having two teachers.

Four times this school year she has scheduled surgeries in her family for days she was supposed to work. Her husband, the fireman, had two knee surgeries, both scheduled on Mondays. She works Mondays. The surgeries could have been on Wednesday, Thursday, or Friday.

Her son Luke had tubes put into his ears. On a Monday. This could have been done on a Wednesday, Thursday, or Friday.

Last Monday, June 6th, her son Logan had his tonsils and adenoids removed. She works Mondays. There were 2 weeks left in the school year. Why not wait two weeks?

For all of these major events, Heather took the week off of work. Last week she wasn't in at all. We had semester (end of year) exams. She wasn't there.

She went to work yesterday, Monday. I will admit, I was surprised what with her son at home, sick after having his tonsils removed.

She was not at work today. Logan had a secondary infection in his throat and was taken to the ER. Again, why not wait until AFTER school is out?

When Avery has a doctor's appointment, I make it for a day when I don't work. If Avery had to have some sort of surgery that wasn't life threatening, I would ask to schedule it for a day that I wasn't working.

To me, this all makes perfect sense. To Heather, however... well we don't pretend to know what makes sense to Heather.