I used to love having first period prep, because I would get there at 7:30. First bell would come at 8:05. Second Bell at 8:15 and then. . .silence. Aaah, first period prep.
Now when I go out to visit my students in their classrooms, most of them have two preps, but I never remember having two. I get to do my crabby old teacher moment, "Well when I was teaching we had no books or curriculum to follow. The kids had to sit on the floor and etch their questions into the linoleum with sticks. . .And only one prep!" Doesn't normally work so well because I'm younger than some of my mentees.
How about air guitar?
With or without fake guitar noises?
Y'all are silly.
There are only two of us in our office today, and the other one is actually down doing some filing in the Operations department. I could theoretically be singing up a storm right now, but I rather go and get some coffee instead because I am freezing my buns off. It's not nearly as hot today as it was yesterday and yet they still have the air conditioning turned up as high as it will go.
Air guitar would be cool. That I'd like. A lot. The things with the random non-speech noises? Gotta go.
Has anyone had to get an x-ray recently? Am I supposed to go to the emergency room? Will it be as wildly unpleasant as that time in college when I had to sign forms in triplicate that I wasn't pregnant before they'd treat me?
So last night I had to tear home, change clothes and primp like a mofo in 10 minutes and then we drove two hours to the OC to our niece's confirmation from Hebrew School. We get there and there are, like, three cars in the parking lot. I point to an empty spot with a "reserved for" name painted on it, turn to the BF and say "I may not be Jewish, but shouldn't the Rabbi be here?" Yeah...we got the night wrong. We'll miss that actual confirmation tonight, but did go have take out Chinese with the whole family and had a great evening.
Has anyone had to get an x-ray recently? Am I supposed to go to the emergency room?
I'd call your GP or check and see if your insurance has a nurse-advisor number. The ER is probably the most expensive way to get them done. It's not
that
much of a hassle, but perhaps I'm too used to it.
One last Rent note and then, I promise, I'll obsess about something else.
Tracie Thoms is the new Joanne! Henh.
Will it be as wildly unpleasant as that time in college when I had to sign forms in triplicate that I wasn't pregnant before they'd treat me?
Probably will be.
In college they always think you're pregnant.
