Work is hard. My students (while terrific) do things like get pregnant, drop out, and get arrested. I understand why/how these things happen, but at the end of the day it makes me do things like cry in my car and eat lots of bowls of cereal when I get home from work.
Another reason work is hard is that there is a secretary who is extremely difficult to deal with, witness the following exchange:
Me (seconds before bell rings to start class, madly running to get some necessary forms out of my box and finding my box empty): "The necessary forms aren't in my box."
Maddening secretary: "Well, I put them there."
Me: Silence
FIN.
It appears we have reached an impasse. That's French for "I am thinking very detailed thoughts about how I'm going to vandalize your car."
Just don't eat too many peanut-butter and honey sammies. That will take you down, my friend.
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