whhhhhhaaaaatttttt?!

I don't understand high schoolers. I mean I know it's a pretty difficult time of life for most people, it certainly was for me, but honestly pull your shit together. I had to explain to them way too many times that the cardboard they were cutting needed to be 6 1/4 inches wide by 9 inches long (and yes it was written on the board, twice!), even after I made them all put their work down, stop talking and look at me while I showed them what it was supposed to look like. I know it's Friday and all but really it's only 12 and that shit is so simple.

This job is really making me appreciate the Minerva kids, who, mind you, I already thought were pretty huge superstars. I feel like I need a drink and it's only 1pm (yeah, yeah, I know it's always 5 o'clock somewhere, but it still seems a little early... plus I'm not sure the Spa customers would like being checked in by someone nursing a bottle of Tequilla). I'll just wait for Mom to get out of work and drink then, I'm sure she will be needing one then seeing as she has these kids all day long! They may end up driving her batshit crazy by the end of the year, get the padded room ready people this woman is going to need some quiet time! Not sure how she does it, it's an art form all it own.

So in the cliched words of 90's teen tv sitcoms...TGIF! YAYAYAYAYAYAY!