A friend was recently working out at a nearby gym. It just so happens that one of the trainers is a former student of hers.
Trainer: Yo, Ms. Good, you are really looking good these days.
Teacher: Thanks. What are you up to since you graduated?
Trainer: I'm working here and going to Yo Yo College Part time. Ms. Good, I would never have graduated HS without your help and now my bro needs your help too.
Teacher: What do you mean? Would you like me to look over his senior thesis? Does he need help doing the research?
Trainer: No, Miss. I want you to hook him up with a paper. If you do that I can make sure you have muscles like these (points to his arms) and look as fine as that hot young mama on the treadmill.
Teacher: When you were in my class, you struggled, but you did the work. (At least I hope you did it by yourself. It was not done very well.)
Trainer: Come on Miss, you do for us and we do for you. You know we can help each other out. Cut my bro some slack!
The rantings of a teacher who retired from the classroom but not from education.
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