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Oh sweet baby Jesus my eyes….
Is it a sign of aging if you have to enforce rules which you as a kid rebelled against? Because not only did I catch a couple of kids breaking those rules, I felt justified in sending them to detention.
Of course, the justified feeling didn’t kick in until I convinced myself not to claw my eyes out and then dunk my head in a bucket of lye. Up to then I just wanted to erase the visuals from my head. With all goddamned speed.
So what happened was this: I was on my way to the janitorial supply closet (do we even have a janitor? I’m sure that I’ve never seen him/her if we do) because we ran out of paper towels in class after all the girls freaked out over a simple frog dissection.
I don’t get why. It’s not like the frogs still had nerve reflexes intact and could like grab or poke the girls in reflexive response or anything. These ones were truly formaldehard. Get it? Formaldehyde-soaked and stiff? No?
Anyway, so I get to the closet to hear some odd scuffling and mumbling noises. I figured it was Gai washing his … um… suit in the sink again. So I knock and ask if the guy was decent because I needed some supplies. There was sudden silence, followed by an unconvincing imitation of Gai from both a male and a female voice (they lacked the necessary ‘Springtime of Youth’ proclamations). So I cranked open the door to find a pair of students in flagrante, as it were.
Now, not to brag or anything, but I was once there myself. And I recall thinking that if I ever caught someone doing the same thing, I’d just let them go. But today, I booted them down to Ibiki’s office and thought that it served them right.
I am so old and so uncool.