It's conference week. That means long hours and stupid duties in addition to parent conferences.
One of those was meeting with rising sophomores and advising kids we do not teach on what they should take next year. Everyone had a time slot they had to fill and do this.
I showed up for mine. No Mr. Ego, who was supposed to do the same slot.
I worked for 45 minutes (out of an hour) by myself before he showed up. He said:
1) I forgot.
2) I had so many conferences it wouldn't have mattered - I couldn't have come.
3) I don't teach these kids,
4) Well, look - it's almost over.
I want to muy him a calendar = but don't want to waste my money.
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