Thanks to the Commonwealth games, I have a 2 week holiday I neither want or need. In fact, it's a right fucking pain in the nads as I won't have any money. The Victorian government has seen fit to give every teacher and schoolchild the chance to experience the glory of this 2-bit-and-a-shit athletic extravaganza.
Meanwhile, us relief teachers have to live off the smell of an oily rag. Stll, I won't have to put up with young Rhys, Kimmy, Cam or their bogan friends for a while. Every lesson I have taught, be in Maths, English or Art, has been on a Commonwealth Games theme these past few weeks. It's a level of indoctrination Stalin would have been proud of.
They have even blocked off the lanes of major areterial routes for ordinary commuters, so that the Commonwealth Games officials can speed to their destination with minimal fuss.
Meanwhile, thousands of tickets remain unsold.
