In-service Stinks

Today I attended an in-service meeting down the road at [Bitchface] High School. The teachers there were supposed to tell all the world history teachers in the county about how they revolutionized the whole curriculum and made it into the Most Perfect Class In All The Land.

Instead, they started thirty minutes late ("I forgot," said one presenter), rambled through a bunch of stuff we already know, told us how awesome they were, and didn't tell us a darn thing that was in any way helpful.

They forgot (?) to give us an evaluation form, but I improvised: