The first person I met smelled like tacos. The second person I met smelled like Roman Noodles Soup.
The school runs on 90 minute blocks, and the day is over at 2pm, so I taught just three classes. I happen to be subbing for the teacher who is leaving, on seemingly not so great terms. It seems she has taken a job somewhere else, which I wonder where else she got a job? Especially at this time of year, in this economy . . . where could she be going?
I met the principal as well. The secretary introduced me, and the secretary recognized my name. She actually looked at me as if she recognized me. She said they were trying to speed up human resources so that they could begin interviews for the position by the end of next week.
We'll see.
Their mascot is the Johnson Governors.
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