Hipteacher's cellphone rings. The caller id shows that it is her teacher friend Taiwanese Superhero. Hubby answers when Hipteacher presses answer and then thrusts the phone at his face. Hipteacher is very busy trying to mop the snot off of her own face.
Hubby: Hello
Pimp: Ms H. there?
Hipteacher: Who is it?
Hubby: I don't know, someone's gotten hold of Taiwanese Superhero's cellphone.
Hubby: Who is this?
Pimp: It's Pimp. Is Ms H there?
Hubby: Oh hey Pimp (laughs). Yeah, she's here, but she's really sick.
Pimp: Yeah? When she gonna be back?
Hubby: I think she should be better by tomorrow.
Pimp: Tomorrow?
Hubby: Tomorrow. Look Pimp, you doing ok?
Pimp: Yeah.
Hubby: Are you sure? Is there anything wrong?
Pimp: No, I'm skipping class.
Hubby: Don't do that dude! You'll get in trouble.
Pimp: No man. I'll be fine. Hey, I gotta go.
Hubby: Ok Pimp. You take care man.
Pimp: G'bye.
Hubby: See ya later. Bye.
I hope you feel better! And I hope Pimp stops cutting class!
Posted by: pismire | 25.01.2005 at 03:35 PM
ROTFL
Posted by: James Farmer | 25.01.2005 at 09:36 PM
Now that is some wild world merging.
Posted by: Jennifer | 25.01.2005 at 10:04 PM
i just want to say that i LOVE reading your blog. it is inspiring me to start my own. i am a 2nd year teacher in Hollywood, CA who TOTALLY relates to everything (even the looking like a student part). it sounds like PIMP might start to "teach" you just as much as you are teaching him!
Posted by: ilene | 27.01.2005 at 07:18 PM
Thanks for the well-wishing.
and ilene--thank you for that. you should start your own blog. it's like therapy, but it don't cost as much and it makes you laugh, like, way more. of course, i recommend therapy too. all teachers should automatically have therapy.
but really, teaching is such the ride. and it gives me something to go back and read those archives. in a profession where you rarely get to start a project, take it through to finish, and see the finished project (like if we worked at subway or something and made a really big tuna sub with all that crap on it, wrapped it up, took money and said, "Have a nice day!" with a big smiley face), it shows me, I show me, what I am doing. it feels sparkle-y.
let us know when you've moved in.
Posted by: hipteacher | 28.01.2005 at 07:39 PM
Awwwwwww.
You so KNOW he's your favourite, don't you? :)
Posted by: Lectrice | 01.02.2005 at 12:11 PM