Everyone I know already knows this story. Because I had to tell everyone that day.
I go in to school to student teach one day last year, like a responsible, nicely-dressed, professional student teacher. I am looking good in some black pants and a flattering blue button-down Express shirt. I am teaching up a storm, interacting, leading class after class, having a good ol' time, when all of the sudden, in the middle of 5th period, I hear one of the girls whisper, "shouldn't someone tell her?"
"Tell her what," I say, spinning around, trying to locate the whisperer. "What?? WHAT SHOULD SOMEONE TELL ME?"
"Um...your shirt..." a merciful girl up front says quietly. I look down with a sinking feeling. I look down to see that I have popped a button and I am now flashing most of my boobs and sexy red bra to this girl. And the rest of her ninth-grade classmates. And my cooperating teacher and my supervisor who is visiting from the university. Nice.
People In Your Neighborhood
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