Feb 05, 2013 21:17
A different bodily fluid coming out of a different orifice in a different student all day long. I guess this is what people mean when they say my job sounds tough. The aides took care of it, though.
An aide in another classroom is trying to get me to go to her church in another city and wants to pick me up at my house. I'm not really about this. She was sort of implying that her pastor is a psychic and knows my life story. Yes, my life story. Me personally. And he's a prophet. So... yeah, no, I'm not getting in her car and going to Alameda to meet her psychic prophet pastor; the whole thing makes me nervous and maybe it's because I've been watching a lot of true crime/forensic shows on Netflix but I've been looking at everyone like they're a serial killer lately.