Is it wrong that I felt better today when my friend from BFF team (the other non-tenure teacher on our team) told me that she feels like she is getting an ulcer from thinking about the rif threat hanging over our heads? It's not that I want anyone else to be in the same bad boat with me. It is just good to have a friend going through the same thing.
We saw a "help wanted" sign in Taco Bell on our way to graduate class today. "I call drive through when we work there next year," she said.
"I probably have janitor duty because Principal Sadie will most likely end up our manager," I thought. My life always seem to have a very funny irony.