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honest. If you've taught for a while, hasn't there been
at least one administrator who drove you up the wall? Who
set your teeth on edge? Who, on certain days, you might
have felt just the wee, teensiest bit of animosity
toward? I taught for 30 years, and I'll
quickly admit that while most of my administrators were
fine, fine people, there were one or two who simply got
on my nerves! 
May I Help You Said the
Counselor is the result of having to deal with an
irritating administrator. You may enjoy reading
this mystery to compare your irritating
administrator with Dewitt Wicker. Here's a sample
from the book:
"Wicker arrived. (At the teacher's meeting)
' Not ordinarily an imposing
figure, when angry his flaccid muscles seemed to swell,
gorged with bile and bitterness until his body inflated
into a mammoth, snorting, heaving mass; a sweating glob
of pulsating flesh. Quilly brows drawn low over narrowed
eyes, his lower lip stretched deep into his cheek,
his face became a blood-red pustule that both
rivited and repelled. 'Casting one malevolent
glance over the room, he launched into a diatribe which
was, for the most part, unintelligible. Garbled syllables,
huffs of indignation, verbal ejaculations blew themselves
out in a spray of spit and fury over the teachers' heads.
He stormed through the room, wheeling and turning among
the tables while the staff surreptitiously snatched totes
and brief cases out of his path and studiously avoided
making eye contact...
'Sevi ventured a quick glance around the room.
People were taking notes, studying their hands, staring
in catatonic stoniness at the ceiling while Wicker ranted
about performance, progress, and punctuality...
'When it was all over, Sevi turned to
Dottie Burke, Sophomore English, and inquired timidly,
"What was that?" "Our
annual State of the School Message," the diminitive
redhead answered. "A bit more vitriolic this year, I'd
say, albeit a tad less cogent."
"Cogent, my ass," replied the biology teacher.
"It was just his usual spiel, which is nothing but
whale guano, if you want my honest opinion."
"Thanks," Sevi said. "How
often are we subjected to this?"
"Every time we lose a football game," Dottie
said. "It's why we pray to win." I hope
you'll enjoy May I Help You... and may you avoid any
administrator like Dewitt Wicker!
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