Law Students

Last night T asked me to sign a permission slip in which the teachers were seeking parental blessing to show the students a rated R movie as part of Spanish class. I noted that the date of the letter was March 14, 2008 and it was supposed to be turned in by March 28th. Turns out the teacher let T watch the beginning of the movie despite the absence of parental permission, but to see the rest T would have to bring in the permission slip. As I signed, I said, "March 28th?? Try to be an active participant in your life, would you, please?"

This morning when I got dressed, I put on jeans. I've gotten away from wearing jeans to work on Fridays, but today I have to go from work to a long drive to dinner to maybe dancing (girls' night out!), so jeans seemed the way to go. Not until I was in my car and on my way to work did I realize I was wearing the wrong jeans. They are a little too old, a little too short, a little too faded for work. I can barely concentrate and I just want to go home and change. The differences might be subtle to others but they are driving me crazy, and seriously, how does one put on the wrong pair of jeans and not notice?

Active participant, indeed. And just wait until you hear my pants story from earlier this week.

Full post as published by Just Playin on April 18, 2008 (boomark / email).