Just when you start to forget that you work in a school, you get a reminder that you're actually outnumbered by hundreds of people under four feet tall. Which on any given day alternates between being immensely amusing or an updated version of Children of the Corn.
This was today:
Me: So yeah, I was just talking to... umm... do you hear...?
Work Friend: Is that...?
We opened her door to find the entire kindergarten class next door doing the Macarena. Because it's 1:00 on a Tuesday and can you think of a reason in the world not to?
I was simultaneously disappointed and relieved to hear that "Come on, what was I supposed to do? He was out of town, and his two friends were soooo fiiiine..." was edited out. And overall horrified with myself for even remembering that line. Damn you, you crap ass drunken wedding reception line dance!