1.you walk into a labryinth of security guards, screaming students and metal detectors.
2.the 'ladies' of the school office greet you with the following question:"Dear, do you know the extension to dial for emergencies?"
3.the students walk into the classroom, glance once at you and then walk out again.
4.the few students who decide to stay (even with a sub: imagine that!) sit at the computer screen and dial up the New York State Department of Corrections website, commenting as they do how they are looking up family member(s) in jails.
5.the two girls making out in the corner start an argument with one another about who's the 'b*?!ch' in the relationship
6.the announcements on the loud speaker appear to come from Mars, (and not Brooklyn) and are all but entirely unintelligible with static instead of a voice.
.... and when, at the end of six very long hours with some surprisingly sweet kids sitting near you in the mix, not a single ADULT staff person even ACKNOWLEDGES you were there, surviving the day at their fine school for higher learning....
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are you sure you're working under the NEW doe?
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