The first day I decide not to wear a suit and tie or dress shirt to work and it's open class day. Meaning one of our periods will be open to parents who will be roaming around observing the school. I had gone drinking the night before and I guess I just forgot to give a shit this morning.
Fortunately so did the parents. I only found out our open class was second period after the fact, since none of them bothered to come. Today was definitely a Fuck-it-Friday, seeing as how we just winged it for the 5th grade class. They responded well enough, so whatever. Two of our classes got canceled for school tour and new teacher introductions to the PTA and whoever else showed up. Why is it that the disinterested ones always look the hottest? Damn, I bet all the super-MILFs didn't even show up.
Uh, anyway. I looked like a real dick during the introductions. The principal introduced each teacher individually to the entire PTA firing squad while we lined up on stage. I have no idea what she said about me, or what they were chuckling at when I bowed. There was actually some hootin' and hollerin' going on for some of the new teachers. One thing's for sure, I crashed and burned due to one bout of laziness, just one instance where my will power faltered, just like Lot's wife. My plan was to continue wearing a suit and tie every day until the principal noticed me. After that, halter tops, pencil skirts, Professional Slut attire, anything is game. But she hadn't seen me for a week. And then, the first time I slip up, and it's the one day I'm observed by all the parents and the principal on stage, while everyone else is suited up. It was truly the perfect storm of me getting owned.
Well, school isn't even over yet. I have Monday, Wednesday, and Friday after school classes starting next week, but until the weekend's over, I'll be celebrating my non-existent workload with a green beer or two.
Business as usual.