Last night, as I got up from the couch at about 11:00pm and plugged my phone in for the night, I saw that I had a new voicemail.
“Hi Ms. W. This is Mr. N, from [other high school in our district]. I’m scheduled to come observe HD tomorrow, and I just wanted to check to make sure that you guys start at 8:00. Also, if you get a chance, could you maybe call me back? I have a question about parking.”
“Mr. N, this is Ms. W. I’m sorry to call so late, but I just got your message. Um, I’m not really sure how to say this but HD quit yesterday. I’m, um, not sure on the particulars, but there was a sub in his class today and will be one tomorrow. So…yeah. That observation is maybe not happening. Call me in the morning if you have any questions.”
I couldn’t help but laugh (in kind of a desperate way). It’s just so surreal.