I am not a middle school student.
I got up this morning and drove to Brooklyn Park Middle School, which apparently was closed due to a light dusting of snow that's everywhere right now. For confirmation, I walked into the building and sure enough, upon entering the office:
Guy: Notice anything different?
Me: The school is closed?
Guy: Yep. Do you need to call someone to pick you up?
Oh, sigh. Apparently I still look like I am still thirteen. Now I have to make up my placement tomorrow or next week. But I have to go to work tomorrow, which doesn't help the situation. Optimally, it will continue snowing tomorrow so that I have a decent excuse for not going this week.
Also, I would like to note that although I have regained control of the physical presence of my phone, it doesn't actually work unless it's actually plugged into a charger at the time. Or if the universe conspires in terrific ways for my benefit, and then only briefly. I think I get a new phone over spring break, something about five year replacement something something. This is why I don't answer your phone calls.
Guy: Notice anything different?
Me: The school is closed?
Guy: Yep. Do you need to call someone to pick you up?
Oh, sigh. Apparently I still look like I am still thirteen. Now I have to make up my placement tomorrow or next week. But I have to go to work tomorrow, which doesn't help the situation. Optimally, it will continue snowing tomorrow so that I have a decent excuse for not going this week.
Also, I would like to note that although I have regained control of the physical presence of my phone, it doesn't actually work unless it's actually plugged into a charger at the time. Or if the universe conspires in terrific ways for my benefit, and then only briefly. I think I get a new phone over spring break, something about five year replacement something something. This is why I don't answer your phone calls.