MGT 10

>Ok
>"Next up is..."
>A hand raises
>It's Miranda
>You look over to the woman from earlier sitting next to her
>She winks at you
>Whatever
>"Miranda, come on up with your mother."
>"Thanks, Anon!"
>They both slither up to sta- sit? something involving staying in place in front of the board
>"Good after noon dears, my name is Margret, and I run a local Bakery!"
>That reminds you
>You wanted to pick up some sort of pie on the way home
>Huh
>You go back to seeing if there are any salvageable lesson plans
>Though judging by the coffee stains from earlier the answer is no
>"...Working there is so warm and nice, why, I remember just a few days ago I put some things into the oven but because it was so warm I fell asleep!"
>That sounds unhealthy
>She frowns and then pouts
>"Although I did almost burn down the kitchen... Ara, what a mess that was!"
>Thought so
>Daughter looks embarrassed but is stifling giggles
>"Thank you ma'am, please go have a seat again."
>She smiles at you
>"Of course dear."
>They slither back to their desks
>Right, now who's next...


Such is the life of the Male teacher