Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Oh dear old Davis High.. grow up!


So I am back at work again now after a long, fun summer.  I am at Davis once again and although I love it I swear every year I get more amazed with the attitudes and maturity levels of High School. I just sit in the front of classes and when I'm not interpreting I can't help but think, "was I like this in High School?"  I like to think I was not, but as much as I pray I was a mature, responsible, drama-free teen... I don't think I was.  Each time I run into someone from HS I feel a little embarrassed and wonder what stupid things I did four years ago that pops into their head every time they see me or hear my name.  Oh well, what's done is done.  I have been keeping track in my head some of the many thoughts that pass through my mind while I am walking the halls at Davis, sitting in front of a class observing, or watching a home football game.  Here are some of the ones I can still remember...

"... really? THAT is your idea of flirting?  Wait, don't tell me it's working.."
"Why do they they give these kids driver's licenses? How did they even pass the test??"
"Seriously, HE is your boyfriend? You're so much cuter than that."
"OK, that girl seriously needs to stop flirting with the teacher. I know he's cute and single but that's just wrong. (for the record I never flirted with Mr. Mcfabulous I mean Mr. McFadden.. *cough* when I was in school)"
"That girl needs to put clothes on... How can she even walk in that skirt?? It may be sunny outside but these classrooms are freezing! How does she do it?"
(while at the football games trying NOT to watch the marching band kids flirt with each other... you can practically FEEL the hormones racing through the air...) "eew"
"That kid thinks he is SO cool carrying around those drumsticks."
"Oh Cheerleaders... don't play dumb. Come on."
"Why is she staring at me like that?/ I am not even signing right now! Do I look that bad every day that you have to give me constant crusties while I sit here and do my job? I am not doing anything to you!"
"PDA during lunch seriously needs to stop!"

... And so on, just like that.  Oh my job can be so entertaining in the worst possible ways.

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