I got a job. Most of you know that I haven't had a "real" job in quite some time. I used to work A LOT at a local country club and then Nordstrom. But alas, that was before I went back to school and decided working wasn't totally necessary. If you're at least 24 years old (the magic age that the government decides they don't need to know how much your parents make in order to give you A LOT of money) make no money, and take just 12 units, you can get student loans too! And, the longer you stay in school, the longer you can manipulate the system and put off paying them back!
Anyway, I'm working again. Sure, I've tried a few things over the last year or two. I worked for a trucking company...yes, you read that right. I sat in a locked room and answered calls from people wanting to know where in the bleep their freight was.
"Yes, sir, I really have no idea where your stuff is. I'm sorry."
Then, I worked at Home Depot for 2 days. I went to Flooring College, dude. Did you know you can carpet your house four times over for what it will cost you to use laminates? No, you didn't. And now you do, so it wasn't a total waste of time.
And, just last month I worked for 2 weeks correcting standardized tests. I was on a second grade project--mostly math. Second graders are hilarious. I read crazy things from second graders. Like when they were asked how many fish they see in the tank...
"I see four fish. But sometimes I see six fish. God sees 1,000 fish."
Ok.
Seriously, I wish I could remember other stuff they wrote. I would come home and tell Ryan and he would laugh so hard. It was crazy what they wrote.
Now, I'm working here. It's a great place, and it's nice to be back among the living. I'd invite you all to come visit me, but you wouldn't be able to afford to buy anything to eat and probably not even to drink. It's too expensive. But, we have misters and on hot days like today, they feel great.
I'm taking a summer school class right now. Bilingual Education. It's a pretty boring class, but since it's summer school and we are there for four hours a day, our class has bonded. Good thing because I gave a group presentation today with my zipper down. I didn't notice it until afterwards and when I asked my group why they didn't tell me, they said...
"We thought you'd be embarrassed."
Oh no, I would have much rather given my presentation with my zipper down than have you tell me it was down prior to getting up in front of the class. But, thanks for worrying about not embarrassing me.
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The zipper down is quite funny to me.... it's ok though, it happens to the best of us. Just wait til you teach your first class with your zipper down... you think high school kids will tell you? NO! They laugh harder...Maybe you can see... it has happened to me more than once!
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