What will we get next year? More grading?
Yesterday was Teacher Appreciation Day. NOW GET BACK TO WORK!
The school, to show its appreciation, provided a barbecue on the patio behind the school during all lunches. Sounds nice, right? Right?
Two things:
1) The school is set up so that the patio and the cafeteria are separated by a giant wall of windows. Which means the students had a chance to observe us feeding. It was as if we were in some freakish, Twilight Zone like zoo. That's not good for the appetite. That's not good for anyone.
2) We only get 25 minutes for lunch already, so please--could you put us in a single line to wait for food so we can have even less time to eat? Sure, it's less efficient, but why not just throw the meat on a table and let us go at it in a teacher free-for-all. This way, the zoo analogy above works all the better and the students could place wagers on which teacher gets the spare ribs, which teacher gets the last steak, and which teacher gets severely mauled battling it out for the last sausage link.
I'm sorry for the sarcasm, but I'm a little dizzy from hunger still. And coming from a hobo teacher--that's really hungry.
The school, to show its appreciation, provided a barbecue on the patio behind the school during all lunches. Sounds nice, right? Right?
Two things:
1) The school is set up so that the patio and the cafeteria are separated by a giant wall of windows. Which means the students had a chance to observe us feeding. It was as if we were in some freakish, Twilight Zone like zoo. That's not good for the appetite. That's not good for anyone.
2) We only get 25 minutes for lunch already, so please--could you put us in a single line to wait for food so we can have even less time to eat? Sure, it's less efficient, but why not just throw the meat on a table and let us go at it in a teacher free-for-all. This way, the zoo analogy above works all the better and the students could place wagers on which teacher gets the spare ribs, which teacher gets the last steak, and which teacher gets severely mauled battling it out for the last sausage link.
I'm sorry for the sarcasm, but I'm a little dizzy from hunger still. And coming from a hobo teacher--that's really hungry.
- H.T. at 1:15 PM
