When the dismissal bell rang only a moment later, it was all she could do to call out to their backs, reminding them of the following day’s spirit week theme, sighing in relief when she was left alone in the classroom once more. She only had to get through the rest of the week, and then she’d never have to think about any of them again either.No cap indeed.
ChaoticConcertina:Today I was at the coffee shop the same time as a bunch of kids
Too young to drive, but apparently old enough to come to the coffee shop unsupervised.
Since when do kids drink coffee? Did YOU drink coffee when you were 14?
Am I the only one who missed out on a caffeine addiction in middle school?
Do we really want them MORE hyper?
Anyway
I moved to the end of the counter as the group of kids was leaving
And promptly put my hand in a puddle of something they left behind.
It was too thick to be water.
Was it coffee? Was it vomit? Snot? Some kind of dark matter secretion?
Did I put my hand in a puddle of puberty?
I don’t know, but I wanted to cry.
Is this what I have to look forward to in a few years with my daughter? Mystery puddles?
Why aren’t these kids in school?
ChaoticConcertina:You’ll get absolutely no judgment from me.
This is a judgment-free zone.
Would it have made a difference if you would have told the school 2 months ago?
You’re still leaving and they have all summer to fill the job.
Areyoudodging mystery puddles all day?
If you are, I’d just walk out right now. Fuck that place.
Your family and friends will understand.
This is a huge opportunity for you! Why wouldn’t they understand?
Remember, it’s a gift from your mom. Don’t let it go to waste.
No judgment at all. How many of us wouldn’t love an opportunity to hit reset?
ChaoticConcertina:Hey wait, do I get to help you spend the inheritance?
Because your collectiondesperatelyneeds a red mambo
Oh, and some of those ridiculously expensive anthuriums.
I’d like to amend my answer.
If you don’t get some insanely rare, incredibly delicate specimen for your collection,
