Where’s YOUR pass?

(I was contemplating whether or not to post this… but why not.)

This past Friday I went down to the counselor’s office to inquire about a particular student.

The counselors were busy1, so I sat down to wait.

The new secretary working in that office looks at me and asks,

Do you have an appointment?

. . .

-_-

. . .

Mmm hmm.2

  1. it’s been a CRAZY week []
  2. If you’re wondering what happened… there were about 5 seconds of awkward confusion, after which I managed, “I’m waiting to speak to Jan (the FIRST name of the counselor I needed to speak with) about a student.” She looked bewildered that I referred to one of the counselors by first name, then I think she realized what had just happened and sat down. Sigh. []