Oh. My. God. I have had the day from HELL.
Didn't sleep well, despite hangover, as fretting about today.
First lesson - Huge Romanian just caused havoc, and the rest of them weren't much better. All talking at once, getting up, writing on the board, etc. I'd put their names on the board - they'd rub them off. Couldn't work out the register. Then they told me they had a second period with me. As I couldn't work the system, I believed them. But no. They just preferred to be with me than their usual lessons. That bit went OK, though I had to wing it, as we did maths which they seemed to like.
After lunch, the Worst Little Shite was saying rude words, goading another boy, etc etc, and eventually started a fight. I sent him out. Sighs of relief from other pupils.
Line manager, who usually takes these classes with me, was supposedly on a school trip. But he didn't turn up. For a while I was all worried - he seemed very stressed and in a bad mood on Friday (which I had assumed was me being shit) - but then heard he often bunks off on a Monday with no reason given. I am praying that a) he's in tomorrow, and b) he isn't about to leave. I am not paid enough to put up with the shite I had to today.
I seem to have reached that point in a new job when the veil is drawn back and you see the cracks.