Just like a pregnancy.

Well shoot it's been a whole week since my last visit. I gotta tell ya, I've been super busy. I have my first evaluation call with my boss tomorrow, not really sure how that is going to go to be honest. I hope I get a raise though, that's for sure. I mean I've had this job for four months already!!! That is the longest I have had a job since high school. And in high school I just worked during the early fall/summer months being a beer cart girl. So beside getting ready for this big call (promotion I mean) tomorrow I'm also trying to finish up a project I started about four years ago known as college. And let me tell you, one of my professors really isn't making it very easy. She's actually being quite the snatch and frequently emails me saying she is worried about my "status in the class." Which is weird because I have turned in every single assignment at least a day prior to the deadline. But I know I just have to keep at, dropping out is no longer an option for me. Not that it ever was...
But seriously though, I saw on the news the other night that school bus drivers are going to go on strike if they don't start making more money once they have worked for 15 years and reach their maximum wage limit. So many elements to this story make me sad. The thought of knowing that you are going to be a bus driver for at least 15 years is probably the worst element. And then to complain about the $14.00/hr wage. Dear God.
I've been in about four fire drills now. They're actually getting to be kinda fun for me, I almost get as excited as the students to get to step outside for a breath of fresh air. The other day it was an "accidental fire drill." This got everyone a buzz. Who did it? Who did it? We were all talking about it. But apparantly a younger student pulled it by complete accident, at least this is what Cheryl, one of the elderly office ladie's told me.
"Well, yes, that is what I heard in the office, that it wasn't a planned drill." Cheryl confided in me as we walking back into the building.
"Oh really? How do you accidentally pull the alarm?" I jokingly reponded.
"Exactly. It's just like a pregnancy."
Once again, a story I wish I made up.