So there was an awkward moment yesterday at work. I arrived early as I always do to prep the room and maybe read the front page of the paper. One of my students was already there waiting when I arrived and he told me he always left home early to beat the traffic. I had poop pressing at the door as I unlocked the classroom and we entered to put our things down. Then I said, "I'll be back, I've got to go to the restroom." To this he replied, "Me too." Okay, I thought, I'll just lock the room behind us and I hope he's only got to pee. But no. We went into the only two stalls side by side, mere inches apart in physical space, and let the fudge fly. I prayed that it would slide out blissfully silent but no, it shouted out of me like a backfiring car. Luckily, his was equally vociferous. Of course, neither of us spoke nor made reference to the event afterward. Still, it was awfully awkward. I suppose if I had been in the military, it wouldn't have phased me.
Today's my last day with the health classes. Yes, all of my classes have been canceled from here on out due to the freaking H1N1 outbreak. It's going to be impossible to replace that three grand and I am pretty bummed about it. There was no contract signed so it seems I'm SOL. It's making me rethink my decision to change jobs if the rug can be pulled so swiftly out from under me. Fingers crossed that Serge will score another contract between now and xmas. I guess as of Monday I'm semi retired for the rest of the year. (I'll still have four hours a week.) Plenty of free time, no money to take advantage of that. Looks like I'll be playing lots of free scrabble on the net.
On the other hand, there are some great travel deals the second week of December usually. Maybe we can capitalize on the situation and go to Cuba for a week. I mean my credit card company keeps sending me these checks that you can use to borrow at only 2 percent interest for a year. So that's like what, twenty bucks per grand to borrow for a year? Surely I can do that. This is probably just fantasy talking though. Some gig will probably present itself, knocking as I am on wood, which of course I wouldn't refuse.
Plus all that puppy love is free. Georgie's gonna love all the walks he'll be getting. Happy Friday peeps!