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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Have I missed a picture of this guy somewhere? This could be exciting. Wait- I'll google him!
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