At the moment, I have been taking up a secret collection to buy our new-this-year principal a birthday/end-of-semester/we-are-glad-to-have-you present. My students have seen my colleagues randomly handing me cash in the cafeteria, hallways, and my classroom.
A minute ago, another teacher stopped by to bring me a few last minute dollars for the collection. My students began asking why other teachers are always giving me money. I told them I would leave it to their active imaginations rather than to explain.
On that note, I bring you the top two explanations as to why I am the recipient of dollar bills:
- Number 2 - Ms. Foti is a crack dealer, and the other teachers are making their purchases from me. Obviously, Ms. Foti does not smoke it herself, but some of the others might.
- Number 1: Ms. Foti forces her co-workers to give her their lunch money in order to avoid being beaten up.
Seriously, Winter Break, can you get here already?
