S: New password? I don't know, I have my own login. You don't?
M: No, they keep forgetting I work here.
S: (pointing to computer screen) Here, I've just been looking at your high school.
M: My-- huh? You mean Baker?
S: Yes, Baker, that's right. Come here, I'll show you what I did.
M: Uh... okay.
S: See, I went to Google and I put your name in--
M: (laughing awkwardly) Well, there's more than one of me--
S: I know, but see, I also put "French teacher" and then I found-- see, here's your school.
M: Well, actually that's my university but--
S: No, see, here on the alumni page it says "French teacher, Montgomery County."
M: Well, that's old. I haven't--
S: I know, so then I put "French teacher Alabama" and-- here, you see? Baker High School. And there's your picture. And the photo album of your class and your students.
M: Um, so... this is what you've been doing all day?
S: Yes well, you know, I thought it was interesting to see what your school looked like. Would you like to see a picture of your replacement?
M: NO. I mean, uh, I know what she looks like. We've met. Hey listen, this is... great and all but... I've really gotta run now. Greattalkingtoyoubye.
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ReplyDeleteThat is creep-tastic!
Have I missed a picture of this guy somewhere? This could be exciting. Wait- I'll google him!
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