sour.

This has turned into one of those utterly discouraging, mean-mouthed weeks, where everything seems crabby and spiteful and futile. I feel low, uninspired, isolated, unvalued and unwanted at work. It seems to me that I am not required to enquire, research, learn and breathe new life into what I do as a teacher - instead, I am here to do a certain number of hours, tick a certain number of boxes, process a certain number of units - sorry, customers - sorry, learners. This place is more about the frantic scrabble for money than it is about education.