My students seemed unusually happy tonight. They laughed at all my jokes, answered questions with great enthusiasm, and seemed to really enjoy tonight’s topic. They worked hard, and everybody finished the assignment. I gave them a Halloween treat (even adult students like to get treats!) (maybe even more than kids because kids get treats all the time and adult students seldom get treated) and they all thanked me, smiling.
I was so impressed, I gave them very little homework and dismissed them early.
Hey, wait a minute. . . . . .
I knew tonight would be a good session. I knew, because when I arrived at the college, nobody was trespassing in my Personal Stall.
Of course, after I got in there, and after it was too late, I realized there was no toilet paper. Fortunately, the lady in the Next Stall Over had never seen any episodes of Seinfeld and was happy to Spare a Square.
As we were standing side-by-side at the sinks, I noticed that she had a Superman pez dispenser hanging from her bookbag. A double omen of positive karma. Triple, if you count the spared square. Quadruple, counting the unoccupied Personal Stall. It could only have gotten better if she’d given the pez dispenser an assigned seat. Or put it on someone else’s.
Yes, a happy and productive evening was had by all.
Interesting read, that Seinfeld show about the spare a square is one of my favorite episodes.
Interesting read, that Seinfeld show about the spare a square is one of my favorite episodes.
Thanks for stopping by my site! I came to check you out, and got a good giggle. If you read me again, remember, I may be an English teacher, but I work with a 6 month old on my lap and a cat on the keyboard. So be forgiving!
Thanks for stopping by my site! I came to check you out, and got a good giggle. If you read me again, remember, I may be an English teacher, but I work with a 6 month old on my lap and a cat on the keyboard. So be forgiving!
Great Stuff-your story makes me think of the new commercial where the guy is carpooling, tells the stupid joke about why 6 is afraid of 7, his carpoolers are laughing hysterically, and the voice comes over making a comment about the first time you receive a butt-kissing as the boss.
Madame Butterfly
Great Stuff-your story makes me think of the new commercial where the guy is carpooling, tells the stupid joke about why 6 is afraid of 7, his carpoolers are laughing hysterically, and the voice comes over making a comment about the first time you receive a butt-kissing as the boss.
Madame Butterfly
Thanks for hitting my blog. 🙂
That’s so funny about the “personal stall.” I used to claim one at my old job and I swore if I didn’t get to use it, my day would be shot to hell. So kudos on getting yours.
Have a terrific week!
Thanks for hitting my blog. 🙂
That’s so funny about the “personal stall.” I used to claim one at my old job and I swore if I didn’t get to use it, my day would be shot to hell. So kudos on getting yours.
Have a terrific week!
One of my college professors – a very rigid man by the way – had this little habit of rewarding his students with candy – cookies for bright thoughts and lollypops for clever ideas. We called him the “Cookie Monster” and it wasn’t exactly metaphorical.
One of my college professors – a very rigid man by the way – had this little habit of rewarding his students with candy – cookies for bright thoughts and lollypops for clever ideas. We called him the “Cookie Monster” and it wasn’t exactly metaphorical.