Get Out Of Meetings
Today I did not want to meet with one of my students so I sat in my office singing at the top of my lungs. It worked. She eventually left without being seen. The Dean has asked for a meeting with me. I am going to try the same strategy with him to see if he will leave without being seen. I hate our Dean.
Shoot. I just spoke with the deans assistant. He brought my paycheck by. Now what?
Out today was great.
I did not answer the deans phone call. I was busy.
Singing worked. Finally the dean left after 10 mins. Now he is calling my cell phone.
The dean is knocking and I am still singing. Louder. Deeper. My throat hurts.
The stupid dean is outside my door and I am singing louder than ever. I hope my voice holds up.
Spinning in my chair singing at the top of my lungs. The dean is coming by for a meeting and I don’t want to meet. I sing he walks away.
Is singing one of your new hobbies? Do you sing with to your new hottie?
No Eddie. I am a terrible singer and for the hottie…gone. She realized I was in my 60′s and she skipped out of my life.
Where did she go?