She couldn't make it easy...
So I've known our writing center facilitator, my boss, for a few years now, having formerly been one of my professors, then suckering me into tutoring. In the years that I've known her, I've only ever heard her mention when her birthday is once, and it was quite a few months after the fact, so I quickly forgot about it. This is a woman who generally keeps her birthday low key.
After finding out when her birthday is, one of my co-workers, who's been a tutor a little longer than me, thought it would be fun to surprise our boss on her birthday. We decided, since her birthday is on the day we observe Veteran's Day, and since we have a weekly tutor meeting every Friday anyway, that we would throw this little surprise shindig today (a week before her actual birthday) during the meeting. She's pretty diligent about keeping up on our weekly meetings, so we knew she wouldn't cancel the week before a holiday prevented a meeting.
We knew we had to keep it a secret so she wouldn't try to talk us out of it. We were doing pretty good too, and we owed kudos to our ring-leader for pulling it off -- taking up a collection to get a small gift, card and cake -- even though she got sick at the beginning of the week.
Now, I work in the Basic Skills lab on Friday mornings just before the meetings and since we're always slow in there on Fridays, I planned to leave half an hour early to help set up for the surprise party. But an hour before, the party ring-leader came in and I knew that our dear facilitator cancelled the meeting. Time to start freaking out...
She talked to the head of the English department, who talked to our boss and convinced her it was absolutely imperative that she be there anyway to help her out with something. It was a good thing too that she succeeded because we were coming up with all kinds of over-the-top stories to tell her just to get her in. Things like, "So-and-so is dancing naked on the tables, and such-and-such is freaking out and on the rampage, and our Instructional Assistant is locked up in the office smoking, and someone broke out the liquor. It's a freak show and we need help. Of course that never would have worked; she would have seen right through it. But, there was always, "We have a situation that needs your immediate attention." Whew!
No matter, the head of the department got her in, and we pulled it off. She never suspected a thing and was super surprised. Woohoo!
Party, party, party!
I certainly hope Weasley is staying out of trouble.
My poor husband has to get up bright and early in the morning and take our 14-yr-old and two of her teammates to a soccer game at the Blast Complex in the morning. Then she wants me to take her to have her nails done. I confess, I need a fill, and it might be a nice break. I wonder if they'll change the color of my glitter for me.
Okay...now I'm babbling. Thank goodness tomorrow is her last soccer game of the season. And thank goodness she is done with The Odyssey! Maybe now I can get a little more of my own work done. Hmmm...but probably not.
After finding out when her birthday is, one of my co-workers, who's been a tutor a little longer than me, thought it would be fun to surprise our boss on her birthday. We decided, since her birthday is on the day we observe Veteran's Day, and since we have a weekly tutor meeting every Friday anyway, that we would throw this little surprise shindig today (a week before her actual birthday) during the meeting. She's pretty diligent about keeping up on our weekly meetings, so we knew she wouldn't cancel the week before a holiday prevented a meeting.
We knew we had to keep it a secret so she wouldn't try to talk us out of it. We were doing pretty good too, and we owed kudos to our ring-leader for pulling it off -- taking up a collection to get a small gift, card and cake -- even though she got sick at the beginning of the week.
Now, I work in the Basic Skills lab on Friday mornings just before the meetings and since we're always slow in there on Fridays, I planned to leave half an hour early to help set up for the surprise party. But an hour before, the party ring-leader came in and I knew that our dear facilitator cancelled the meeting. Time to start freaking out...
She talked to the head of the English department, who talked to our boss and convinced her it was absolutely imperative that she be there anyway to help her out with something. It was a good thing too that she succeeded because we were coming up with all kinds of over-the-top stories to tell her just to get her in. Things like, "So-and-so is dancing naked on the tables, and such-and-such is freaking out and on the rampage, and our Instructional Assistant is locked up in the office smoking, and someone broke out the liquor. It's a freak show and we need help. Of course that never would have worked; she would have seen right through it. But, there was always, "We have a situation that needs your immediate attention." Whew!
No matter, the head of the department got her in, and we pulled it off. She never suspected a thing and was super surprised. Woohoo!
Party, party, party!
I certainly hope Weasley is staying out of trouble.
My poor husband has to get up bright and early in the morning and take our 14-yr-old and two of her teammates to a soccer game at the Blast Complex in the morning. Then she wants me to take her to have her nails done. I confess, I need a fill, and it might be a nice break. I wonder if they'll change the color of my glitter for me.
Okay...now I'm babbling. Thank goodness tomorrow is her last soccer game of the season. And thank goodness she is done with The Odyssey! Maybe now I can get a little more of my own work done. Hmmm...but probably not.
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