I'm a yankee doodle dandy...
What better ways to celebrate the fourth of july than accidentally getting high with your friends and having the cops take your license away!!
well, to start, 10th times a charm... got pulled over sunday morning in lapeer. speeding - what else. 16 over, but the copper wrote me up for 5 over by the grace of God. unfortunately for me, my license is from georgia so he TOOK my license in exchange for bond... so as soon as i can break away from the chains of camp nurse life, i can pay my ticket at get my license back... with holes in it, courtesy of it being STAPLED to my ticket 'downtown'. honestly. how embarassing to be at walmart trying to buy spray paint (which turns out is a restricted item?) and have to just TELL the clerk you're over 21. she looked at me for proof and i had to stare her down to convince her of my adultness. she backed down... eventually. but come on! what if i had wanted to buy some porn or cognac on the way home? do the lapeer police REALLY need to be taking licences for such a simple offense? bastards.
to make myself feel better, i painted a window for cassie - so she, myself, and three other girls on staff are in the craft room painting and hanging out all night. me - being without license and aparently, a brain as well - thought it would be no big deal to spray paint inside... a half a can later, the girls are like "uh, dana, it's getting pretty bad in here." me - "i can't smell anything." After a few minutes though, i realize that yeah... it's pretty bad. next thing you know, we are all laughing and actually spinning... in our loopy state, we thought spinning around in circles would make the air clear out. all it did was make me feel like i was going to die. then, we opened the doors... my comment was "wait! the 'accoons will come in! the 'accoons!" then, cassie came back in the room, and after looking at a fan she just spent 45 minutes decorating, she says, "wow - this is a cool fan" as if she'd never seen it before. i guess there's a first time for everything. i might as well start abusing drugs now that i have no license. no rights. no name....
on a brighter note, tfa called me and asked me to apply for a PD job in Atlanta. it would be a big change professionally - i'd have an office downtown and everything! i would be supervising teach for america teachers. it would be a great job - lots less stress for sure. but i think i'm going to stick with my babies. not yet ready to leave the classroom.
gotta go check cabins... yeah right.
well, to start, 10th times a charm... got pulled over sunday morning in lapeer. speeding - what else. 16 over, but the copper wrote me up for 5 over by the grace of God. unfortunately for me, my license is from georgia so he TOOK my license in exchange for bond... so as soon as i can break away from the chains of camp nurse life, i can pay my ticket at get my license back... with holes in it, courtesy of it being STAPLED to my ticket 'downtown'. honestly. how embarassing to be at walmart trying to buy spray paint (which turns out is a restricted item?) and have to just TELL the clerk you're over 21. she looked at me for proof and i had to stare her down to convince her of my adultness. she backed down... eventually. but come on! what if i had wanted to buy some porn or cognac on the way home? do the lapeer police REALLY need to be taking licences for such a simple offense? bastards.
to make myself feel better, i painted a window for cassie - so she, myself, and three other girls on staff are in the craft room painting and hanging out all night. me - being without license and aparently, a brain as well - thought it would be no big deal to spray paint inside... a half a can later, the girls are like "uh, dana, it's getting pretty bad in here." me - "i can't smell anything." After a few minutes though, i realize that yeah... it's pretty bad. next thing you know, we are all laughing and actually spinning... in our loopy state, we thought spinning around in circles would make the air clear out. all it did was make me feel like i was going to die. then, we opened the doors... my comment was "wait! the 'accoons will come in! the 'accoons!" then, cassie came back in the room, and after looking at a fan she just spent 45 minutes decorating, she says, "wow - this is a cool fan" as if she'd never seen it before. i guess there's a first time for everything. i might as well start abusing drugs now that i have no license. no rights. no name....
on a brighter note, tfa called me and asked me to apply for a PD job in Atlanta. it would be a big change professionally - i'd have an office downtown and everything! i would be supervising teach for america teachers. it would be a great job - lots less stress for sure. but i think i'm going to stick with my babies. not yet ready to leave the classroom.
gotta go check cabins... yeah right.