Land of the Free, and the Home of the Ridiculous

Sometimes when I’m having a particularly irrational moment, I worry about the most insane things. For example, once last year, I left my fabulous tweed pumps on the carpet in my classroom (I am a commuter, so I have the cutest little Keds to walk in and save the ROCOing heels for work…I know, heels to teach elementary school sounds crazy but I heart me some great shoes and no, I haven’t felt my feet in years.) I became obsessed with the idea that the mice who inhabit my classroom in the evenings were going to eat my shoes.

It had been a long day.

When I told my husband what I was worried about, he calmly asked me to just say my concern outloud.

“I’m afraid that mice will come and eat my shoes in the night.”

That does sound crazy, doesn’t it??

There’s a reason we are together.

So earlier today when my principal informed me that we would NOT be receiving any paper in our classrooms this year, I employed a similar strategy.

Me: Hey Dr. Man, are we getting our annual box of paper soon?
Dr. Man: We already ran out of money, so no, sorry.
Me: We’re not being given ANY paper this year? (insert incredulous tone here)
Dr. Man: Nope.
Me: So, let me get this straight…not only have I NEVER been provided with a pencil for my students, but this year, to top it all off, we are expected to provide our own PAPER?
Dr. Man: Yes.
Me: Just repeat that sentence for me…”This year I expect my teachers to achieve great things despite that fact that they have been given neither paper nor pencil.”
Dr. Man: Very funny.

“Funny”, eh?

I guess I will be laughing all the way to Staples.

I am such a sucker.

And if you are feeling like a sucker for not pursuing your education, it’s not too late! Start on your degree in Elementary & Secondary Education today!

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