I almost had a shitty day, then it got a little bad
well, on my way to school this morning, I was heading down the road- approached the stop sign a little too fast (I forgot how slick it could be) and ended up sliding right through. For those that know the area, it was old webster into Charlton. At that time of day, Charlton street usually sees a fuckton of traffic. I got really lucky, no one happened to be around. I know, I know, snow tires...
Then I'm at school, things are going well until 5period when they bring it to my attn that my pointer (aka, the boomstick) was missing. I know I had it 4th so that means one of the fucksticks in 4th took it. I know a few that would be stupid enough to do it, but I think I know who it is. Either way, I plan on flushing whoever it was out. Let's just say I'm going with the bootcamp method- punish everyone.
I'm not pleased. Hiding till I noticed and then returning it before the end of class, no problem. this is another level. the fact that it was a gift from my 8th graders is what gets me the most...
the gym was uneventful, I think I'm hitting plateau-ish type slump. Gonna have to break it
well, on my way to school this morning, I was heading down the road- approached the stop sign a little too fast (I forgot how slick it could be) and ended up sliding right through. For those that know the area, it was old webster into Charlton. At that time of day, Charlton street usually sees a fuckton of traffic. I got really lucky, no one happened to be around. I know, I know, snow tires...
Then I'm at school, things are going well until 5period when they bring it to my attn that my pointer (aka, the boomstick) was missing. I know I had it 4th so that means one of the fucksticks in 4th took it. I know a few that would be stupid enough to do it, but I think I know who it is. Either way, I plan on flushing whoever it was out. Let's just say I'm going with the bootcamp method- punish everyone.
I'm not pleased. Hiding till I noticed and then returning it before the end of class, no problem. this is another level. the fact that it was a gift from my 8th graders is what gets me the most...
the gym was uneventful, I think I'm hitting plateau-ish type slump. Gonna have to break it
onewithall:
I don't know how you do it, fuckin hate kids.