Does it ever end? No, don't tell me, I know the answer.
So, today included vomit, a large amount of drool, and very dirty nappies. Abso-friggin'-lutely (tmesis! logan, you rock) lovely. Remind me again why I chose this career?
And you know, there's only so much nursery school teacher's talk a student can take. If I hear one more story in the staff room about how two jackets were mixed up because they weren't nametagged, or statistics of chickenpox, there is a possibility I might scream. Perhaps even throw my tea at the offender.
No, I wouldn't do that. It would be a waste of perfectly decent tea, to which I often owe a lot for getting through the day.
By the way, the best thing about CSI: NY is totally Baba O'Reilly playing at the start.
3 comments:
Not only is it never going to end, but more than likely it's only going to be downhill from here, so you might as well opt for throwing tea whenever the whim hits 'cos there's no telling how many opportunities there'll be for it in the future. ;)
And yes, I rock! I'm great at rocking.
Tehe, you have a point there. Although they do let me use the massage chair. If I threw tea at them they might take that privilege away, and that would be too high a price to pay.
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