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Diary of Working Stiff: They Call Me Teacher.

Dear Diary, I suffer stomach pain for the 35th hour since our administration took their second pay raise this academic year. The word “beleaguered” doesn’t even begin to describe the feeling from daily occurrences manufactured from the top “executive team” … Continue reading

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