A while back, I blogged about my crossing guard boss - the school's vice principal. She was distant, aloof, one might even say she was cold. I'd met her only once, back in the fall, when she summoned me to go through my goals for the year. That's when I learned of her distant cold aloofness. A recent e-mail from her was rather perplexing in its warmth.
Fast forward to this week. Spring. Time to go over the goals again, time to be summoned again. She called. She was pleasant on the phone. We set up a meeting. We met.
And she was... different.
She was friendly, relaxed. She was downright bubbly! We spent about 15 - 20 enjoyable minutes, most of them not necessarily talking shop. I don't know what caused the shift, but I'm giving her the benefit of the doubt and saying that this is the real boss lady.
After our love fest, she reminded me to check my staff mailbox, "[Principal] asked me to have you check it, I guess you have quite a bit of stuff in there".
Oh yeah. The mailbox. Our house is located between the school and the crosswalk. Other than these types of meetings, I don't typically have any reason to go to the school, but I do have a staff mailbox that I haven't checked in the 8 months that school has been in session. I checked.
My mailbox is on the top row of the staff mailbox matrix. It's up there with the other crossing guard types, next to Crossing Guard Jon's box. Crossing Guard Jon is 6'7" and his mailbox position is ideal. I'm 5'5". I could see some things sticking out over the ledge of my box, so I grabbed it and pulled. That action caused a bunch of unseen stuff to then come raining down all over me. Loot!
Okay, so there were a couple of fat folders with some information to "kick off the school year" (oops). Then there were some forms to "please fill out by August 15th" (oops).
Along with that, there was a birthday card! Signed by the district Superintendent! I didn't even know he cared (I doubt he does). There was a "Happy Holidays" bag of goodies including a gift card for Einstein bros. bagels. There was another goodie bag to celebrate the hundredth day of school, whenever that was.
There were a few other odds and ends, it was kind of like the whole school year up to this point in time lapse...
raining on my head.