So today I was minding my own business in class when some lady walks in and sits down next to the teacher. They start chatting like best buds.
Now, my desk is located awfully close to the teacher’s desk, so I couldn’t help but over hear some of their conversation (okay, I eavesdrop. A lot. I admit it, happy?)
At first it just seemed to be boring school stuff, this student did this. that student did that. Then it got kind of awkward. They started talking about how hot a some guy was when they were in high school and the concert coming up for one of their fav. bands (Mind you, I have NO IDEA who said band was. I’m not from the dinosaur ages)
I suppose this just goes to show, once a teenage girl always a teenage girl, occasionally in teacher form.
~Courtney