I Could Crush Her with My Pinky

Today I met the General Education Teacher that teaches the 4th period global class. The one who will not let me be involved in anyway shape or form. She would be most satisfied if I disappeared from the room while she was teaching. She did not acknowledge my presence in the room until Mr. Z introduced me as his student teacher, and assured her that I would only be observing. God forbid I had any involvement in your holy classroom. She is also the department head. Figures. As I sat on a radiator in the back of the class bored out of my skull, I couldn't help but imagine how easy I could crush this woman. At least there's one battle in which I would surely prevail.