As I sat crammed in the bleachers for supervisor duty in the un-air conditioned gym for a two hour music assembly today, I found myself wondering, which is worse: twenty-five middle schoolers, completely pitted out and wreaking of BO, or one middle schooler with enough Axe on for all twenty-five of his smelly classmates and then some. I'm still not sure.
4 comments:
Yikes... neither sounds appealing! You're a good sport. I would have made up an excuse about having to go to the bathroom or something to leave that smell!
Id take the Axed to the Maxed boy.
is it weird that I'm totally scared of teenagers? I'm totally dreading getting a calling in YW because of this. All those hormones, texting, puberty... they should be caged up til college.
You're a brave soul. Just get a huge container of febreeze and hose them all down.
Sometimes they scare me, too, Chelsea. It's the large numbers of little ones that terrify me though. At least mine (generally) know which major body functions are and are not socially acceptable. I've heard some doozies from my friends at elementary schools.
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