Faux Pas
I was just thinking, for no particular reason that I am aware of, about a past teacher I had.
New school year, I was seated in Homegroup chatting with some friends while we waited for our teacher. Together we looked over our new timetables, to see what classes we shared.
My eyes spied an amusing (though juvenile) phoneticism, and pointing, I turned to my friend beside me and, rather louder then I meant to, exclaimed, "check out this teacher code: Dick-wal."
I immediately felt a hand on my shoulder, and a young female voice in my ear saying, "Yeh, that'd be me."
My new homegroup teacher, smiling, walked to the front of the class, and sat precariously perched on the backrest of her chair. She couldn't have been more then about 25, maybe younger. I liked her immediately.
By the end of the year, she'd offered me a job.
She'd taken a position at a large Web company based in Brisbane, and told me to get in contact with her, pending graduation of some form of IT degree, and she'd see what she could do about getting work for me within the company.
I haven't seen her since, didn't get a number, and can't for the life of me remember the name of the company.
Such is life.
Also, this morning mum broke my door off.
New school year, I was seated in Homegroup chatting with some friends while we waited for our teacher. Together we looked over our new timetables, to see what classes we shared.
My eyes spied an amusing (though juvenile) phoneticism, and pointing, I turned to my friend beside me and, rather louder then I meant to, exclaimed, "check out this teacher code: Dick-wal."
I immediately felt a hand on my shoulder, and a young female voice in my ear saying, "Yeh, that'd be me."
My new homegroup teacher, smiling, walked to the front of the class, and sat precariously perched on the backrest of her chair. She couldn't have been more then about 25, maybe younger. I liked her immediately.
By the end of the year, she'd offered me a job.
She'd taken a position at a large Web company based in Brisbane, and told me to get in contact with her, pending graduation of some form of IT degree, and she'd see what she could do about getting work for me within the company.
I haven't seen her since, didn't get a number, and can't for the life of me remember the name of the company.
Such is life.
Also, this morning mum broke my door off.