I hate to say ugly things about people, but....

As I said in my previous post, you do not want to piss off the custodians or the lunch ladies. Both groups dote on me like I was a pet or something. I am assuming this is because I am pregnant. They really don't seem to do it to anyone else. So I have two problems with the custodians (excluding the toilet paper wars). They like to touch me....on the hand, on the shoulder, on the back or just where-ever. Fortunately they have not gotten so bold as to touch my pregnant belly (although one of the parapros has begun to touch it...he says it is good luck....yes he, but I digress). The problem I have with this is that normal everyday people have a certain germ factor that really sometimes grosses me out, but think about the custodians. They clean up vomit and pee and pooh and all sorts of vile spillage. They do wear gloves some of the time...I've seen them, but they have no quams whatsoever to touch me with a gloved hand. Now how am I supposed to know if they just put on a clean pair of gloves, or did they just get finished cleaning a toilet? It really just about makes me vomit. So I have taken to walking past them very fast with a 'hey, how are you today I have to get back to my class see ya later.' The thing is, is that they come to my room during planning and just talk and talk and talk. I have found that they rarely will venture behind my desk, so I make sure I am always sitting there when I hear the pushing their gabage cans down the hall. So today I am sitting at my desk looking for my nail clippers when in they come. Pleasant enough conversation, I abstained from cutting my nails in front of them, being somewhat embarassed for them to witness that personal (and quite frankly disgusting ritual.......nail particles flying through the air and all) grooming when one of them asked me if they could borrow my clippers. She clipped her nails......in my classroom.....little nail particles belonging to someone else all over my floor.....the hands, non gloved and I had just seen her fish food from the garbage can. I think I am going to have to throw the clippers away. I am such a horrible person. As my friend Teresa would say, "I am driving the bus to hell."