Caution: Red Text

You know. I'm not that old, but the prospect of staying up all night with a bunch of high schoolers right after the last day of school doesn't appeal to me. Constant corralling, authority challenges, demanded, yet depleted energy, sound reverberating off the walls, other "know-it-all" staff members and all after a day's work and...with NO combat pay. I can see it now...10:30 rolls around and I run for Starbucks.....by midnight, Rockstars.....by 2...
...Well, I think I'll be waylaid by then.

I simply have two words: oh, joy.



Precautionary Statement: DON'T even THINK about calling, rousing, talking, whispering, or others wise knowing I exist on Saturday!