Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Terri made chicken noodle soup and chili to fit the weather. It hit the spot!
Because of new state and federal initiatives our school no longer sells regular soda in the vending machines. The kids can buy diet soda, water, or juice. Its healthier and better for them…we all know that.
The problem is that they don’t like it. Several young entrepeneurs have attempted to make a few bucks by purchasing large quantities of “real pop” and selling it for inflated prices. “Psst..hey buddy…want some sugary soda instead?”
A student came into my office and saw a “real” soda sitting on my desk. “Where did you get THAT?”, he inquired. Innocently I said, “from the machine on the third floor by the library.” “Wow..I didn’t know there was a machine up there.” Student races off. He comes by later and says, “I never did find that machine.” Of course he didn’t…there isn’t one.
Sometimes a guy has to have fun at work.
My next class starts tomorrow. Qualitative research. I just can’t wait. Uh huh!
Life is great and things are going so very well. I hope the same is true for you.
So how is YOUR week going?
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
I am preparing to leave for Memphis on Friday to attend a conference. I will be driving myself and three teachers and the trip will take about six hours each way. The last time I was in Memphis was when we were running from Hurricane George! I’ve been to Graceland and don’t think I’ll be going back again on this trip. Hopefully we can find some good barbecue and some good blues to listen to.
Me (to student). “Sorry man. You broke the rules and are suspended for a few days.”
Student : “Yeah. I understand Mr. S. I guess I screwed up!”
Me: “I’ll have to call your mom and let her know.”
Mom: Sets a record for the number of times you can say “fuck” in a single sentence. She really lets me have it. Finally I politely say goodbye and hang up on her.
I hang up the phone.
Student: “Mr. S., did my mom cuss at you?” Shrug. “I hate it when she does that!” Shrug. “Can I call her?”
Student: “Mom, why are you yelling and cussing at Mr. S? The man is just doing his job! He’s not a bad guy at all!”
Hangs phone up….”You see where I got my anger management problem from?”
We both laugh.
I called mom back about 30 minutes later, tell her we need to talk, and that I hope we can have a better conversation than the previous one. She apologizes and we end up having a productive conversation.
That’s life in the big city.
My next class is on qualitative research and I blanched when I saw the syllabus. I think I counted about 60 typed pages of writing for the various projects we are to do. Wow. I am really going to be squeezed for time.
I keep telling myself that I only have a few classes to go. Of course there is that small matter of a dissertation!
My boss recently underwent surgery and is home recuperating. Please keep him in your thoughts and prayers.
I should be packing for my road trip. It has been awhile since I’ve driven that far!
I hope all of you are well. I will poke around at some of your blogs before I head out!