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Post by trinidadsatchel on Dec 31, 2010 12:33:36 GMT -5
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Cafeteria food hadn't changed since she was in school, not that she graduated that long ago. She shifted the slop around that they tried to pass off as food. No sane person could eat it and call it good. A frown knitted her brow. If only anthropology could find out why people chose to eat this crap then she'd glean more information for her personal quest to discover the differences and similarities between her human and animal self. She sighed quietly and glanced around. Truth be known, she hated eating in the teachers lounge.
It was always too stuffy in there, and she preferred to be around people who knew what the young minds were thinking. For this, she would rather be around the source of it all. This meant being around the young people themselves. Luckily, for those who didn't know her well, she could be confused as a high school student. To make matters even better for her, she didn't shift into a menacing beast. She shifted into your run of the mill house pet. She preferred cute and cuddly, instead of mean and scary. Some could call her immature.
Well, she had a few choice words for them. None that she could say in front of her students and feel morally gratified. She had a big issue with immorality, granted that she was a bit of a party animal herself. Of course, she ignored this fun tidbit. Why would she admit it? In doing so would mean that she admitted to her superiors that she had a problem. Why would she risk getting fired over something so stupid?
Some things were better swept under the rug. Her performance never faltered, and she didn't do anything illegal. She failed to see an issue in not telling her boss. Teachers were considered adults and should also be granted the right to have a life of their own. Everything else would just suck the fun out of it and make her performance slip. Then again, one could suppose that this was the child in her speaking. It may have been, considering she wasn't that far out of high school.
Oh well. You won some and you lost some. So goes the story of almost every life. She realized that she had barely touched her food and debated on whether or not she should dig in with false abandon. No use in lying. She decided to stare at it for a bit longer. She hadn't been a teacher long, but she did enjoy the few perks that came with it.
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