So I got called into the principal's office today. It seems all that community I thought was being developed with our March Writing Challenge had hit a snag. Some posts had created a bit of drama on the team and problems escalated. My principal had heard from a parent.
First of all, the time I spent in
the office was nothing but pleasant. It was not at all the way I had
imagined it might be way back when I was in school. Being an adult helps,
right? We had a great discussion of the problem at hand and made a plan
for the best way to make sure all parties involved felt better about the
In the end I think the problems
have been responded to in the best way possible. All involved parties
seem happy with the solution and the weekend is here.
Tonight I put my feet up and
sipped on an icy, cold IPA. I called my sister to tell her about my day.
I just hope she didn't tell my
mom I was in the principal's office.
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