When I lived in Austin, I had the best teaching colleagues I could have ever hoped for. We understood each other and we understood that some days...well, some days are popcorn days. Each of us kept a stash of boy scout microwave popcorn in our classrooms. On "those days" we would all find our way to one of our respective classrooms at the end of the day. We would pop some popcorn, shut the door, and not open it for anything or anyone until we'd had some popcorn and some peace.
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