This is adorable. Not like in a "awwww kittens" kind of way but in a " WHAT?" kind of way.
so maybe it really isn't that adorable.
Every year, for the past 3 years a week to 3 days before the graduation I get the proverbial low-down on where I will be stationed before the ceremonies, what time to get there, what I need to do etcetra. This year fortune seemingly was smiling upon me and as of 530 I hadnt been asked to do a darn thing and with the ceremony tomorrow I figured I was scott-free and all set to rock into that hall and watch me some grad-e-a-shun.
It dawned on me that I had Never, NEVER just gone to just the ceremony and I had no earthly clue when I was supposed to show up, so I email my schedule manager and give her the low down: noone told me I was working tomorrow, so what time does the ceremony start ( of course longer and more business like)
She gives a call to the school and Low-and-Behold! I am working on the first floor entrance for the parents/guests/others as they arrive. I need to be there at 830 am..
um, huh? I even asked 3 people what I am supposed to be doing and got the " guess you are just gonna watch"
Before you call me crazy for asking, better to ask than show up 2 hours later and get the " where the hell were you" look from 30 people eh?
Anyways foreigners do not equal mind-readers.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
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