Scheduling

I got office-spaced on yesterday. We spent the whole day trying to figure out what was going on, betting on whether or not my students would show up (one class, not at all; another class only the girls were there), and with the last period cancelled, I sat at my desk watching an old sci fi movie called Capricorn One and grading midterm paragraphs (referring to them as essays won't do). A few times I considered ducking out early, because I could do the work at home, or the next day.

I should have left, because ten minutes before I'm scheduled to be out of the office, they tell me the English contest I was supposed to help with that day got moved to 7 30 the next morning, which is half an hour earlier than I usually come in. I try to explain that, no, I don't have other plans, but I would have liked more notice. Anyway, I come in at 7 30 on the dot, sit around grading those same papers, and at 8 am (normal showing up time, remember), I'm handed my list of English questions I'm supposed to read to the competing students. One of the questions involved asking about a Thai royal, and I only left out a few of the twelve syllables before the Thai teacher took over. At least I was able to pronounce "Her Royal Highness Princess..." correctly.

So I sit at my desk grading for a bit more, and around 8 15, I go read these questions about general English knowledge. So glad I went to bed early and got a good nights sleep. Wait, no I was the one who did laundry, drank beer, and watched Gremlins last night. So leave early and keep your head down is the moral. I never thought I'd be in this kind of office atmosphere, but it's one more experience I can notch on my belt. Is anyone still confused about why I'm coming home in a month?