Three minutes in - there are purple folders. Here is the difference between me and Dr. Stanley: She was looking at the meeting agenda. I was looking at the Panera lunch order form. I pointed it out. She laughed, but didn't deny it.
Jesus Christ, we are all laughing and motivated and have a common adversary. Dr. Kirmani has grabbed my social role. Only he is being more smart. Jesus. This is an alternate timeline.
I just said, "If I had an axe, Syed, I'd be holding it up!"
I never expected Dr. Kirmani to be the one to end the retreat by being motivational and hilarious. Is this a dream?
Elephant in the room: The state government does not want UNI to exist. And they want all math ed programs to be worse, so alternative licensure looks better.
I wish I were the kind of person who brought baggies with dried mango slices with me. It would be totally rude to ask Dr. R. for some. Particularly because I want them all.
I just expressed that sentiment. They laughed. But are all still okay with how I write. I feel like I did when mom and dad are gone, and my big sister fell asleep at 7 PM.
Okay - so usually I type something rambunctious into official documents, and then Dr. Miller tells me not to and gives me more professional phrasing. She isn't here. I'm at a table full of people letting my get away with Doug-language. It's like chocolate cake for breakfast.