I dreamt I was back in the classroom. I was teaching a pretty nice bunch of kids but then something happened to the room. At first there were no desks and chairs and then the room turned into a big mess of chairs and desks everywhere. The kids were unruly and there was no way I could get them under control. I didn't even have a board to write on. Not knowing what else to do I went to the closest supervisor for help. I hadn't seen this woman for a while but remembered she was young and pretty and very incompetent. (She got her certification in a buy-your-credit program using papers others wrote.) As soon as I walked in, I saw she had changed. She shrunk vertically several inches but more than made up for this loss horizontally. Her hair was died a very yellow blond and the brown roots were prominent. Her face was blown up like she was on steroids and her face was covered with acne.
I wanted to ask her why she traded her looks for a job. I wanted to ask why she let her ugly inside come out. Instead, I insisted she come up with a solution to my problem. She did nothing. It was typical of all her actions.
(The dream was probably due to a conversation I had earlier in the evening with a former colleague.)
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