There are times when my skim-reading skills fail me. Case in point:
Yesterday was the first of three days for registration for our students. All students must register. We’re expecting an enrollment of over a 1,000 when we open our doors on August 27th.
I told Head Cheese that I’d be happy to help out anywhere he needed me during registration … all three days.
When I read the letter he sent out, I read 8:30-4:00 on Thursday & Friday, 8:30-11:30 on Saturday.
I showed up yesterday, got my assignment. I was working happily & steadily alongside a colleague for a couple of hours when the following conversation ensued:
Parent: How long are you here to this morning?
Me: We’ll close the doors at 11:30 for lunch, but we’ll open back up at 1:00.
Parent: Oh, okay. I’ll come back after lunch. How late are y’all here ’til?
Colleague: We’ll be here until 7pm.