Today, every time I turned around, someone wanted something from me. “Hey Slynne, I need…”
“Hey, do this”
“Hey, where’s the paper I left for you”
I’m checking, and I still have hair.
Filed under Musings, poetry, work
hey Slynne, how about getting back to work instead of blogging!
well, where is the paper I left for you? I can’t remember what it said, but it was probably very important.
I’ve checked, and I’m still a hare.
I’m a teacher and sometimes I come home with my name, Ms. —-, still echoing in my head. So, I know what you mean!
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