April Fools’
While cooking pasta on my 3-hour lunch break I felt a disturbance in the Force which caused me to spill half the pasta down the train. A delayed “FUUUCK!” tardily filled the silence. I was about to discard it all but I was able to save some of it that hadn’t touched the sink. Now I’ll have to cook pasta tomorrow just so I can finish all the extra sauce I made. What happened to me?
With just under an hour left in my workday I strolled into the teachers’ room and found someone else sitting at my desk, or rather where my desk used to be. There were a couple teachers giggling at me, and one of them finally decided to point me to where my desk now rested. I no longer have my back against the wall at the end of the row giving me the privacy to enjoy internet television and video websites. I am now smack in the center of all the teachers, no longer shielded from the principal and vice principal’s stares. It will now also be more difficult to sneak in late as I will now have to walk right down the center of the room. I’m almost positive that the moment my desk found it’s awful location, my spaghetti snapped from the strainer and waterfalled down into the sink.
When 4 o’clock came and alerted me to leave, nobody got up, patted me on the back and said, “Ha, just kidding mate! April Fools!!”
Strangely enough, I traded locations with this desk:
