So it's the end of teacher workshop week, and we're all gathering in the gym to take our staff photo. We decided to wear the football jerseys. The jerseys that were still wet from the washing machine and smelled like sweat, I might add. I'm chit-chatting away with one of my fellow new teacher friends and I grab a jersey without looking at it and throw it on.
Little did I know as I walked towards the bleachers, laughing and talking, that I grabbed the most embarrassing jersey of all. Number 69. It took all of 7 seconds for one of the veteran teachers to notice and yell out, "Morreim! I like the jersey pick!" Commence the entire teaching staff laughing and cracking jokes at me. "Hey, Morreim! There's room in the front row!" "Morreim, try not to look so seductive when we're taking the picture. The kids will see this!" "Morreim, I'm not judging, but we're supposed to keep our personal lives private!" "Lookin' good, Morreim!"
Well, I tried to be taken seriously as a professional. Good thing I was the youngest in my family - I've been conditioned to take crap like a champ.
