The Aftermath

.The last day of my employment was difficult for me. As a teacher I felt I could still teach this new curriculum, and provide my students the opportunity to be certified. However, the administration seemed only concerned about their safety interests, and not of the teachers. I spent a day and a half on a ventilator after open heart surgery, and couldn’t risk catching covid. It would have killed me. However, I think some of the administration would have preferred that for me. I had testified in one too many Internal Audits in which their colleagues found themselves no longer employed. They didn’t hold me in high esteem. So it wasn’t surprising that three days before my last day of employment with the MDOC I was the target of an internal audit. I was sent a classified E-mail that only I could open and respond to. I was not to show anyone. It was on the GED testing I conducted at our facility. I could only laugh when I saw their questions.

.I was a stickler for cover your ass documentation. The GED testing process was anything but easy to administer. Once it became computerized we had nothing but problems with the software. Tests I would administer would lock up on students and the time would run out never giving them the time to finish. Needless to say this would happen to at least one student in a 15 student testing session, and sometimes even more. I filed complaints through the testing service, our administrator, and made a folder for the testing sessions as well. I know I documented well over a thousand testing irregularities. What I was being accused of was helping a student get a good score. He had been one of the students whose computer locked up in the past. I was told students whose tests locked up scores would not be counted. That was not true. They stupidly counted it. His next test he passed with a very high score because his computer didn’t lock up while he was taking the exam. Go figure.

. Being a stickler for documentation I just had to copy eight pages of problems I faced with the students I tried giving the exams to but the computers locked up, and they were not able to complete them. This administration was the worst. They never followed up with the problems. They were all too busy looking for their next promotion. So on my last day of employment I completed an eight page document, which I made a copy of, and sent it to our Internal Auditors. I never heard from them again. I did leave them a post script. I informed them I would probably publish their questionnaire and my answers as a retirement gift to myself. It would be my formal goodbye to some very lacking managers both in talent and integrity. I felt they deserved nothing better than the publicity of their maleficence. Ironically, that negative publicity would probably get them promoted. Go figure. Luke 2: 1-7

I hope you have enjoyed my prison stories as much as I have enjoyed writing them. I am taking a well needed sabbatical. I hope to begin the blog again in 2025 and I especially want to thank all of my readers. “Au revoir pour maintenant.”