his hilarious, caffeine-fueled survival guide dives into the absurd, chaotic, and often thankless life of a teacher. With a mix of snark, rhyme, and brutal honesty, it walks readers through a typical school day—from the groggy, coffee-chugging morning routine to the final bell when students flee like escaped convicts.

Inside, you’ll find:
☕ Morning struggles, where the snooze button is your best friend and coffee is your lifeline.
📚 Classroom chaos, featuring students climbing bookshelves, eating glue, and arguing over Pokémon cards.
🎭 Teaching realities, where inspiring young minds is secondary to preventing minor disasters.
🥪 Lunch break that isn’t a break, because you’re too busy mediating playground wars and answering emails.
🧟‍♂️ The afternoon slump, where both teachers and students enter zombie mode.
🏃 The sweet escape at the end of the day… until grading, emails, and meetings pull you back in.

Despite the exhaustion, low pay, and near-constant existential crises, the book reminds teachers why they do it—the small, heartwarming moments when a student finally “gets it” or tells you, "You’re my favorite teacher."

Teachers: Broke, Exhausted, and Running on Brew 

Mrs. Gigglesworth yawning, laying in bed not wanting ot start the day.

Mrs. Gigglesworth starts her day with a yawn. Her alarm clock rings at the crack of dawn. She hits the snooze, just five more minutes. Dreams of coffee dance, her mind in it. Stumbling out of bed, she finds her shoes. A quick shower and a breakfast she’ll lose. The coffee pot gurgles, her lifeline brewed. With a cup in hand, she feels renewed.

The Morning Jolt

Mrs. Gigglesworth with a smile, clapping her hands in a chaotic classroom

In the classroom, chaos reigns supreme. Kids are climbing, it’s like a dream. One’s eating glue, another’s on the floor. Pokémon cards scattered, they want more. Mrs. Gigglesworth claps her hands for peace. 'Let’s settle down, take your seats, please!' With a smile, she starts the day anew. The classroom zoo is nothing new.

The Classroom Zoo

Mrs. Gigglesworth walking to her classroom with admin following her with clipboard

Teaching is a dance, a waltz of sorts. Inspiring minds while handling reports. Mrs. Gigglesworth spins with grace. Avoiding disasters, keeping pace. She shares knowledge, they soak it in. When they understand, it’s a win. The lesson ends, they clap with glee. 'You’re the best teacher!' they all agree.

The Teaching Dance

Mrs. Gigglesworth mediating on the playground, with a cold sandwich in hand

Lunch break arrives, or so it seems. But Mrs. Gigglesworth has no time for dreams. Playground wars need her attention. Emails to answer, there’s no prevention. Her sandwich waits, lonely and cold. She mediates with stories untold. But in her heart, she finds delight. Helping her students makes it right.

Lunch Break? Not Quite!

Mrs. Gigglesworth leading a fun classroom activity, students energized

Afternoon comes, both teacher and class. Enter zombie mode, time barely passed. Eyes drooping, heads start to nod. Mrs. Gigglesworth feels like a plod. But she rallies, with a burst of energy. A fun activity, they all agree. The slump is gone, spirits lift high. They’ll make it through, they’ll try.

The Afternoon Slump

Mrs. Gigglesworth trying to teach, students n phones, yelling, throwing things

The final bell rings, a sweet sound. Students dash off, freedom unbound. Mrs. Gigglesworth sighs, a moment of peace. But grading and meetings never cease. She packs her bag, ready to go. Yet work follows, like a shadow. Still, she smiles, she loves her role. Teaching young minds, it’s her goal.

The Sweet Escape

Mrs. Gigglesworth  at her desk at school with her lunch on desk and one naughty student in her face.

Back at home, she brews more coffee. Her secret weapon, it’s never too lofty. Papers to grade, lessons to plan. A teacher’s work is never done. She sips her brew, feeling alive. With caffeine, she’ll surely survive. The night is long, but she’s prepared. Her dedication never impaired.

The Coffee Refuel

Mrs. Gigglesworth slouched in her chair at her desk while students watch movie

Papers piled high, a mountain to climb. Mrs. Gigglesworth takes her time. Each grade a story, each mark a tale. She reads with care, she will not fail. Her eyes grow heavy, but she persists. Each student’s effort, she won’t miss. With a red pen, she makes her mark. Guiding them forward, igniting a spark.

The Grading Marathon

Mrs. Gigglesworth sitting behind piles of paperwork looking exhausted with head down

Meetings, meetings, they never end. Mrs. Gigglesworth attends with a friend. They discuss plans, they share ideas. Navigating through the meeting maze. She listens closely, takes her notes. Her mind stays sharp, her spirit floats. Though meetings tire, she knows their worth. For the school’s future, they give birth.

The Meeting Maze

Mrs. Gigglesworth laying on her couch in sweats relaxed, talking on the phone

The weekend comes, a time to rest. Mrs. Gigglesworth dreams of the best. A book to read, a walk in the park. Moments of peace, away from the dark. But her mind drifts back to her class. Each little face, they make her laugh. She plans ahead, for another week. Her job’s her passion, not just a streak.

The Weekend Dream

Mrs. Gigglesworth smiling and hugging her students

Back to school, a new week starts. Mrs. Gigglesworth holds them in her heart. A student approaches, shy and small. 'You’re my favorite teacher,' they call. Her heart swells, her spirit soars. These moments make her love the chores. The challenges fade, the joy remains. In teaching, she finds her gains.

The Heartwarming Moment

Mrs. Gigglesworth with a thoughtful expression, reflecting on her journey

Mrs. Gigglesworth’s journey is full of highs. With laughter, love, and sometimes sighs. She faces challenges with a grin. Her students’ success, her greatest win. Though tired and frazzled, she carries on. Her passion for teaching never gone. In her heart, she knows it’s true. She’s changing lives, one by one, anew.