About a month ago I spoke about the value of groping coworkers' breasts. How nipple tweakings and genital brush-bys stimulate inter- and intra-personal communication, and work to smooth out the oftentimes crippling rigidities of first weeks on the job.
Communication, communication, communication!
Well, to stimulate even further communication, my boss recently set up a Google Group.
How wonderful! If there's one thing I wish to do after coming home from a day on the job - where I deal with eternal questions like "What do you do when a student comes plowing through the door with a Tupperware full of half-dead goldfish?" - it's to sit back, relax, and blog about my daily work experiences.
I've become so rapt in the Google discourse, that I've come terribly close to terminating MG several times now. So I can focus on higher-order concerns, like spearheading the movement for Twitter-operated school administrations.
But in the meantime, this Google Group is really making a world of difference in both students' and teachers' lives alike.
Cause it felt really good blogging about the kid who accidentally sawed off his own arm during lunch period the other day ... Like I'm finally doing something right.
Blogging about these kinds of things helps prevent them from happening ... tomorrow.
I hope this post doesn't get me fired. Kinda.
who are those middle-aged, white women with name tags? and why (more importantly)??
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