Straight from JT's lips

I do not believe in karma but I do feel a sense of justice when situations (or people) naturally take care of themselves.

One-fifth of classes this semester have habitually complained to my principal about my class. I confess I am not always 100% proud of what I produce for that subject. However, given the circumstances, I believe I am doing the best job to be expected. Some of the circumstances being: I don’t necessarily like the subject, I have never taken one class in that specific subject, I did not have a book the first three months of the class, and I am teaching five different subjects where I have to produce all the content.

At the beginning of the semester the students (I will group all the students as a singular being) tattled to my principal that I was using lessons plans off the internet. When he asked me about it I told him that of course I was using other teacher’s lessons plans. “Aint nobody got the time” to do original material for five different subjects at the same time. 

My favorite part of the meeting was that my principal said the students weren’t complaining rather they “weren’t see the real me in the material.” I have no idea what that means and I doubt the kids want to get to know me via lesson plans. I do wish the class was more engaging and original but, realistically, it isn’t possible. However, my boss challenged me to bring more of me into the class thus unintentionally the class took on a more historical flavor. The content was still relevant but not blatantly related to the title of the class. So inevitably, a couple of weeks later I had another one-on-one with the principle about how much historical content was in the class. It doesn't help that the principal majored in the subject I am obviously too incompetent to teach AND my predecessor was the Superman of teaching.
I do not recall having one significant conversation with my principal about any of my other classes. I am not even sure he knows all my classes because multiple times he mentions World History to me even though I don’t teach that class.    
The most frustrating thing is that individually I genuinely like most of the kids in the class. It is a select few that poison my feeling towards the whole batch. And though it is hard at times, I have learned not to take anything personally. Selfishly I did feel a sense of justice this past week when their self-entitled whining ended up causing them more difficulties this past week.

Before the Christmas break, this class did a project for a test grade. Usually my tests are relatively difficult so I like to average in projects so it can raise their test grade (in theory). Sadly, as a whole, the class did not do well on the project. So I was trying to find alternate ways to raise their grade with only a week-and-a-half of classes before midterms and the end of the first semester. The class was already expecting a test over Chapter 3 the week before the midterm. My plan was to give them the test (that is difficult) and make the midterm a project (hoping they would do better on the new project). Midterms are a mandatory 10% of their average so I thought that would put them all into a good position. However, Monday I found out that it is school policy that midterms and finals be cumulative and could not be projects. So I decide to convert the Chapter 3 test into the midterm (sprinkled with a could of previous test questions to make it ‘cumulative’) and give them an open-note essay test.
Then Tuesday morning I get a call from my principal explaining, essentially, that some in the class were grumbling that they had too much 'stress' and a test a week before the midterm is too much work for them. Even though these kids will be in college soon, managing the stress of schoolwork is too much for them so rather than trying to work something out with me, they go behind my back and cry to my boss. I tried to tell my principal that my test was going to be easy. However, he said it was school policy not to give tests in the two weeks before the midterms. (However, I didn’t implement that rule to my other two classes that took test that same week).
I am embarrassed to say that it was with pleasure later that day that I got to informed the class of their new predicament: that because of their bewailing behind my back, they will no longer have the opportunity for an additional test to raise their test average, the open note test was then broken up into a three-day writing assignment for a daily grade, and the midterm was going to be the difficult Chapter 3 test plus the content we had already covered.
I am still not 100% satisfied with the work I present to the class but I am not going to sacrifice time and energy for my other four, harder working classes simply to appease the laments of my laziest class.

Like my JT says, "What goes around, goes around, goes around comes all the way back around."