And when I grow up, I’m going to learn how to read

I registered for a two-day training. My Director told me that the dates were November 14th & 15th. As in today and tomorrow.

I did the registration myself last month and was scheduled to attend with two other colleagues from one of the local elementary schools. Since I didn’t know who they were, it was going to be kind of a “blind date” meeting them and spending two days in a workshop with them.

I left home at 6:30 this morning to make the 9am start of the workshop. Had to stop for … believe it … coffee because I was falling asleep. Oh my gosh! The coffee tasted SO good! I knew I’d be paying for it come midday. Not this time. Pretty cool.

I got into the meeting room with 10 minutes to spare and looked at the facilitator and asked where the sign in sheet was.

He looked at me, smiled, and said, “It’s outside on the table. Just initial your signature from yesterday.”


Yes, I heard correctly, I had my dates wrong.

The workshop was Tuesday & Wednesday the 13th and 14th … NOT Wednesday & Thursday, the 14th and 15th, like I had thought.

Further confirmation that I am a dork.

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