Bean and Going

I emailed the entire school faculty and staff with a winsome picture of my cat, asking if anyone could offer her a home.  It was my very subtle way of telling them all that I'm leaving.  I guess I still have to come at least twenty conversations about why.  One teacher asked me why I was going and I barked BECAUSE I CAN'T STAND WORKING WITH YOU ANY MORE.  I think he knew I was joking.

Another colleague came and asked if I'd had any interest in my pussy yet.  I laughed so hard I think my pelvic floor fell out.

I had my exit interview today with the Director.  He has a good way of putting you at ease so that you spill beans.  I was very guarded with my beans but I dropped one or two.  The beans I spilled did not surprise him.  Which makes me wonder why, if such beans have been bandied about before, why has nothing been done to staunch this steady spillage of haricots. 

I managed to mention the lack of Evacuation Chairs in the High School too.  I didn't mean to.  It just happened.