"You're Not Supposed to Be Here"

During hall duty this morning, I had three students tell me that I wasn't supposed to be here today.  I knew these students weren't 100% serious and were just hoping for an open notes guide test today.  I was helping a student from another class brainstorm paper topic ideas when the third Interpersonal Communication student told me I shouldn't be here today. The non-Inter Comm student was confused and thought that the Interpersonal Communication student was being serious and honest, in a harsh way; he thought the student was being disrespectful and rude.  I explained that it was all in fun.  That's a great example of how perception can vary!

MY Kwik Trip

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I had to run a quick errand yesterday afternoon, and on my way back home, I realized I needed to stop for gas.  I passed at least three Kwik Trips on the way home, and I didn't stop at a single one. The reason?  I felt that I had to stop at my Kwik Trip, the one closest to home and the one I go to most often.  Is it really mine? Of course not, but I feel like it is because I've been there so often and the employees recognize me.  As I was pumping gas, I realized how silly it was, the need to go to this Kwik Trip over the others. I also came to realization that it was a great example of public territory.  It doesn't belong to me in the slightest, but I feel like it is mine in a sense.  Do you do something similar?

Um, Like, You know...

After school Wednesday, I had to make a quick stop at a store at the Apache Mall.  Since the store was having a pretty big sale, it was busy, and the lines at the cashier were very long.  As I mentioned in previous students' blogs, I am a big fan of a people watching.  The way this store was set up, though, didn't give me that opportunity.  Instead, I was forced with having to listen to two girls having a conversation in line behind me.  Every other word was "like," "um," or "you know."  The one girl was venting that she only got a $50 dollar gift card to the store we were in.  Her friend was far too agreeable.  I'm not sure what these two girls were sharing was even a conversation.  I felt it more resembled a list of filler words.  I'm sure passing words back and forth helped them pass the time, but I would hardly consider what they had as a dialogue.