October 4, 2013

When my student complimented my “different” look this morning, I said: “Thanks kiddo! Thought I’d try something new today!”
Here’s what I wanted to say:
“Thanks kiddo! But truth is, Miss Emily is a goddamn disaster. Dropped my only set of keys down the elevator shaft when I got home last night and couldn’t get into my apartment. So I stumbled over to a friend’s place, slept there, and borrowed a dress for school today. I didn’t have any of my toiletries or hair products, so that’s why I don’t look like myself. My makeup is 8 shades too light and my dress a size too small. Let’s not even discuss the underwear situation. And I appreciate that you are suggesting I look nice, but you’re 8, and let’s be honest, you don’t know what the hell you’re talking about. Now walk away from Miss Emily before she cries.”