Slinky Dog: We believe you, Woody. Right, Rex?
Rex: Uh... yeah... uh, I mean no... uh... I don't like confrontations!
I... am REX.
Ran into my principal in the hall yesterday, and after the 20 second conversation we had in passing, I returned to my room trying to figure out if his comment meant that I was in the dog-house or not.
THE DOG HOUSE?? I don't enjoy my stays there AT ALL. Since I do not like there to be any ripples in my "happy pond", I had to go in and make sure things were cool.
Not only COOL... but SWEET COOL.
After a 30 minute conversation I left his office with a new "job" for next year (I am the new computer TECH person for the '09-'10 school year... & a nice little stipend to go along with it).
I also have been asked to attend a conference in Park City for a week (all expense paid... plus a nice little stipend). AND... he doled out several compliments that had me feeling like THE best, COOLEST, and most effective teacher on the planet. Ok... I know that is far from the truth, but I FELT that way... if even for a moment.
Not too bad for being smack dab in the middle of a recession :)