Today has been a Bad Day. A real Bad Day.
At work the kids spent their sessions writing their new penpals. That went well and was rather interesting. UNTIL...the last student I seen today did not bring in her permission slip. Her dad signed it and she lost it. I gave her another one, but I wasn't the happiest person. I dread giving my boss the news on Friday.
I had class then. It was ok.
But then there was J...why do guys seem to want to be the biggest babies when u have already had a bad day? Between school and work I got a lot on my plate right now. He seems to have pursuaded himself that I am his personal assistant. I feel like I should have a personal assistant, but I manage with my sticky notes. So should he.
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