there is a kid next door to my classroom who terrorizes me ALL DAY LONG. bangs on the door, climbs through the window above the door, comes in and dances, steals stuff, and lately has been taking one of my more helpless students and locking him in the fire escape.
i was standing in line at the fresh grocer after school yesterday, and i look up and see HIM bagging my groceries. oh my goodness. he greeted me in this sugar-coated-my-manager-is-looking-at-me voice ...
i asked the cashier if he works there. her response (laughing): we can't seem to get rid of him. my response: yeah, me neither.
i guess he's not officially employed there. he's only 11 or 12. he told me today his dad's a manager there, which made me excited. i think i might 'accidentally' run into and have a little chat with his dad next time i'm at the store.
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