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1st 3 periods were perfectly fine (Christmas Parties and junk), 4th Period, the principals made us watch the school band concert. As the 8th Graders, we uh...rioted...

Lunch Period. OMG.

Alright, it was a typical lunch period until the last 5 minutes or so. Then all hell broke loose.

Some kid threw an entire slice of pizza at another kid, kids were screaming at the flying pizza, some jackasses thought it was cool to get in on it and start a food fight. Everybody got hit with something, whether it was milk, pizza, ketchup...whatever.

Finall, were in 5th Period, the teachers are pissed, and kids are getting sent to the office left and right while the Principals are reviewing the tapes and finding out who started it or just flat out particpated in the throwing.

I didn't throw anything, partly cause I was more concerned to not get anything on my B-Eazy Jersey...

So, how was your day?

I shopped and fell asleep.

That's eerie Brownie... it sounds remarkably similar to what happened in the lunchroom here at the office today.

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I didn't throw anything

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We had a food fight once. I had only heard about it and saw the aftermath as it occurred during the lunch period before mine.

But I wish I was there for it.

It was actually kinda funny after it was over with...except for my g/f having choclate milk hair..

Nice post. Getting into the mind of a kid your age is downright fun! However, today I spent my time at work making christmas music cds for some people. At lunch, a co-worker and I went to pay our last respects to our co-worker, LT, who died quite suddenly last Thursday. After that, we had a very nice lunch and hugged when I dropped her off at her building. You're just different after you've gone to a wake with someone. It was the beginning of my Christmas vacation and I'm glad to be off for the next 4 days! Thanks for asking.

Chocolate milk hair, huh?

I got laid off today for Christmas. I am pretty mad about it and I want to start a real fight with the jerk acting branch manager. But on the flip side I get to see more of my girls I guess.

Sorry to hear that buddy. Ive been laid off before, its tough, keep your head up.

My wife teaches also and we are friends with a few of the principals and we get to here a lot of stories. Of course all names are left out.

I posted in another thread where I made a comment about teachers not working more than six hours. If you read it I meant to put a at the end.

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As a Browns fan, were you thinking, "damn, this is like the Jacksonville game I watched back in 2nd grade!" Actually, the whole incident sounds fun.

Hope the g/f's hair is alright from the milk.

My day:

Get to work at 5:45am
Do general walk through the health club, fix minor stuff, hop on Dawgtalkers at 6:15am...nothing going on.
Clean pool filter for next 90 minutes, choke on filter powder.
Emergency page to front desk, kick a bum out of the club.
Frazzled from kicking bum out of club, hop on Dawgtalkers again, see I'm accused of ghosting.
Get issue taken care of, walk across the street to Galleria to see if Bernie is in studio for Rizzo show. He is not. Get lunch, walk back, curse at a bum.
Do financials next few hours. Also explain to staff Holiday "pay" procedure which = rocket science.
Begin working front desk area, my member who's a Priest comes in for a swim before the big Holiday. New bishop coming in Sunday for a review too. Tells stories how Bishop has a mouth like sailor. Tell him I might've said some words to bums earlier in the day, need confession soon. Tells me we'll do it over a glass of Jameson at bar.
Get home around 4pm, at bar by 5:15, home by 10:30, girlfriend not happy, but deals with it, goes to bed, hop on Dawgtalkers and here I am.

Get up, get hair done, watch lesbian porn, take nap, pretend to work...



Ok, ok...

Got up, got hair done, worked my butt off putting together some end of year reports, do laundry, cook dinner, work some more, talk to Dad, work some more, now playing on DTers.

We never had a food fight at my school... The biggest thing was when a kid soiled himself back in middle school. Guess us eastern Floridians are a little more tame.

My day... Cooked breakfast, worked in the garage for a couple of hours, read a book, grabbed some grub with a friend, and did some grocery shopping, then made some dinner. That's all doc.. At least it was a beautiful day, in the mid-70s.

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And yeah, it wasn't like gum or anything, her hair just looked all wet and smelled like chocolate all day after that.

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You take advantage of this situation?

Haha I didn't realize chocolate milk in the hair was a turn-on. Hey man whatever floats your boat but doesn't sink mine

My dad was cool because I, a senior in high school, had no school. So I just bummed around, caught up on sleep, got my female her Christmas gift, and worked 5 grueling hours at my job making pizza and grinders. We had a foil ball fight for a bit... so though it may not be as intense and messy as yours, was still fun!

Yesterday started out at 12AM when I LEFT work after putting in 15 hours without a lunch break. Followed up by a 2 hour nap, up at four a.m. computer time, workout, the three S's ( **it, shower, shave) then back to work, for another 10 hours and 15 min, with no lunch break again. Come home down a six pack, spend time with everybody, scarf down some supper, and off to bed for a four hour nap, only to get up and respond to your thread

I played 36 holes yesterday.

They close the course down from just after the 1st until the first week of March to dig out and refill bunkers and what-not.

I call them air fresheners.

I worked my last 11 hour shift yesterday to get enough car payments to oay my jeep off. Man, I would never go back to the place, maybe for seasonal, but I don't know.

Cheryl & Co. call center is not good.

The only reason I'm probably complaining is because is because I had to work like 70 customer service issues yesterday. uuuugggg.

Day in the life of Ammo yesterday...

Wake up excruciatingly hungover cuz I made an ass out of myself at the bar the night before. I hit on the bartender and did the Soulja Boy and everything. Now my new nickname is "Ammo the Big Mouthed Seabass"??? Um, whatever.

Lay around like a bum waiting for my brother to get home from school so he can drive me to my friend's to pick up my car. Finally he does.

Get a call from my friends who finally came home, we're going to some party in a penthouse suite in Beachwood. We pregame at my friend's and I really wanna take it easy tonight cuz of the show that was last night. Friends don't want me to take it easy, but I do anyway. My body was rejecting every sip of beer as I felt sick as hell just from half a beer.

We leave for the party, get there and it's lame. More highschoolers than college kids, meanwhile my other buddy is texting me constantly to come back to town and go to the "Mini high school reunion" at my friend's cabin. After some random highschooler pukes all over the girl's bathroom, we decide that's our cue to exit.

Fun night at my friend's cabin...I was probably the most sober out of everyone with alcohol in their system cuz I wanted to take it easy for a change. We ended up staying up til 4 AM shooting the breeze.

Wake up at 8:30, take a tinkle and go back to sleep.

Wake up at 9:30 for real and clean up. My friend accidentally drops his phone in a trash bag and our friend puts the trash bag in his car and drives it to the dumpster. We spend an hour looking and can't find it, finally go to the dumpster and my buddy's digging in trash to find it, story of his life.

Finally I get dropped off at my car, come home, and here I am. Not hung over or anything like that, just really, really tired.

AMMO! omg, why did you not call his cell phone and let it ring so he could find it?

Yeah, that would suck cuz you couldn't do that drunken dialing you like so much anymore. Speaking of which will you stop calling me.

Your in 8th grade and your more mature then college kid Ammo. Amazing how this world works at times. wow