I'm a badass, not an anarchist.

It was that weekend where that floor of the school that contained all the teachers' offices actually got some (or any, really, for most weeks) modicum of use and traffic, and on that floor of the school that contained all the teachers' offices was a particular block of offices occupied by a small army of very diverse instructors that all shared on thing in common.

And, no, we weren't talking about them all being stuck holding office hours for potential parental (or otherwise) visitors to take advantage of, but there was that, too.


[[ look, I have eight teachers. If that doesn't call for PW OCD, I don't know what does. Please hold for said OCD! OCD is up! SP warning (unforuntately!) in effect! But here is where you'll find all my teachers san Summer for their office hours! ]]