I walked into our school library to pick something up off the printer this afternoon after school was over.
We host detention in the library after school twice a week, and one of my students was sitting in there looking like he was in detention. This kid is one of my faves - he once walked up to me before class, pointed at me, and said: "That's the O.G.", then walked in to take his seat. He's likeable and funny and cares about being a good guy.
I gave him the stink eye (you know, the "I am disappointed to see you in detention" look?) and he started flapping his hand frantically in a "come here" wave.
I walked over and asked him what he was doing.
He told me he wasn't "in detention, just waiting for a ride and they told me to come in here if I didn't want to be cold".
I asked him jokingly why he thought he had to explain himself: why he thought I assumed the worst. I asked if he thinks I'm just a mean, cranky old lady.
"Nah. You're just mean and cranky. You're not old."
I'm on my way, folks.