Sep 13, 2008

A chance at change!

Yesterday morning my boss informed myself and three others that there was a strong possibility that the Presidential candidate who is best known for his quest for CHANGE would be speaking at our school next week. We were under strict orders to remain silent about the possibility until the final confirmation. And within two minutes of this secret, which I will admit would be fun, I was thrusts back into a typical day as a high school assistant principal. With a fight, fainting student, drug sale, stolen ipod, stolen phone, drunk girl, angry parents, another fight and a pile of paperwork to follow. And by 6:00 p.m. I had completely forgotten about the possibility of change. Instead, I was begging my co-workers for actual "change" to buy myself a soda and crackers from the vending machine.

I finally got around to reading my email by 6:15 and realized that our building did not make the final selection...no CHANGE for us! Bummer!

8 comments:

WendyB said...

The more things change, the more they remain the same.

Catherine said...

I heard he was coming to Denver, but who knew you were *this close* to being in his presence? I'm sure whichever school did "win" will be thrilled. I highly doubt it was my elem alma mater (Valverde) or the junior high at which I did a brief stint (Rishel).

Did you get crackers?

us 2 said...

crackers and a soda ....you deserve a margarita and a steak..hope u have a better week next week......

John said...

Aww. I admire you for the wor you do. I'd never last a day. — And you reminded me! I need to take my change jar to Coinstar and convert to $$! (an annual ritual before vacation : )

R said...

I'll take the crackers and soda.. LOL!! Better weeks ahead my friend.. better weeks ahead!!!

Dr Zibbs said...

As I've thrown my hat into the ring for the pres race, I may consider speaking at your school. How much is the district willing to pay?

Whiskeymarie said...

God, teaching adults is bad enough, but I can't imagine high-schoolers. From what I remember, we were all pretty much moody, weird jerks back then. Our poor teachers.

If I worked with you, I'd have gone out to get you a cupcake.
And vodka.

Stacie said...

ah, so close!