March 22, 2007; PM

I just found this in my list of postings. Oh, how well I remember this day. I just forgot to finish posting on that day!

12:22—Mr. L tells me to come see him at 1:30
1:30—Go to see Mr. L. Tells me he has to go to classrooms; see him at 2:00
2:00—Finishing mandatory meeting with insurance folk
2:07—Go to office; no Mr. L.
2:15—Go to office; no Mr. L
2:20—Go to office; Mr. L AND Mr. D
2:32—Go to office; Mr. L AND Mr. D; Mrs. H waiting
2:45—Go to office; Mr. L AND Mr. D AND Mrs. H; I grumble that everyone else winning game of “Catch the Principal”
2:35—Finished straightening shelves after Ms. Griffith’s melee.
2:55—Another melee. Students are saying, “YOU STRAIGHTENED THE SHELVES?” Considering doing bodily harm, even if it means to myself.
2:20-3:25—My three student aides are considering bodily harm to each other because the most impatient one is the only one who knows how to cover books.
2:30—Our French exchange student comes in, holding a computer printout of a woman. “I’m from aht. I need to print zis with za head.” Maybe it's stress, but I practically have to stab myself in the leg with scissors to keep from laughing in her face. I can't help myself. I'm not a mean person. The stereotype has come to life right in front of me.