Interesting goings-on in the work place.
Allow me to set the stage.
Brand new school opening this year; they are pulling about a third of our population from us. Every spring, we file all the 5th graders from our sister school into our gym, and host a 15 minute presentation featuring the band, choir, and orchestra programs. It's recruiting, essentially, and the kids get to hear each music elective before they select the elective of their choice. However, a third of these kids actually wouldn't be coming to my school, they would be going to the new school...so I was effectively recruiting for TWO band programs! With that in place, the new school's principal and the band and choir teachers were also at this performance.
At the gig is a woman I estimate to be in her mid to late 20s. She has at least two inches on me (making her at least 5'10"), blonde, caucasian, leggy, modelesque. For one thing, it's a tall white girl in El Paso; I know that sounds racist, but spend a day here and tell me that a tall, blonde white person doesn't stick out. It's just reality. But on top of that, she was a stunner, and...I couldn't help but notice. This woman is CLEARLY out of my league. But I didn't stare, just occasionally glanced over enough times for my first chair clarinet to ask, "Do you know the blonde?"
I find out an hour or so later that she will be the choir director at the new school. I jokingly tell my school's choir director that she should find out if the new girl is single.
*sigh* Why do I open my mouth?
Flash-forward. This morning's training is not campus-based, but district-based, so band/choir/orchestra/theatre/dance/art teachers all go to one big meeting together. At the end of yesterday's training, my choir cohort elbows me and says, "Tomorrow we get to see Mia [not her real name]! Are you excited?"
*sigh* WHY DO I OPEN MY MOUTH?!
(Another important fact - the new school, instead of hiring an orchestra teacher, poached our orchestra director, who will be working at both campuses. This teacher, who we will call Bianca, has spent Monday and Tuesday getting set up at the new school, with Mia and the two band directors.)
"I told Bianca what you said about Mia after the concert in the spring, I think she's trying to put in a good word for you."
WHY DO I OPEN MY STUPID MOUTH?!?!
This morning, I catch Bianca in the parking lot and we walk in together. She hasn't seen me since school got out, and is freaking out about my hair. (Bianca has hair almost to her knees, no exaggeration.) When we get into the room for the meeting, the subject changes. "Oh, so, I've been talking to Mia."
RAWR! WHY DO I OPEN MY MOUTH?!?!
During the meeting, in occasional lulls, Bianca tells me that she's talked me up, this and that, she's 23 [are you KIDDING you can't seriously mean to matchmake me with someone 12 years my junior and easily a bazillion points hotter why are you doing this to me you cruel crazy friends], new in town, blah blah blah. I probably spent the first two hours of the day as the reddest shade of red an Asian can be.
But then...this: "And I told her, 'one of the teachers saw you at the assembly last spring and fell head over heels for you [RAWR!!!], and I think you should really meet him,' but I didn't tell her that it was you, although I did say that you had long hair [well WHO ELSE WOULD SHE THINK IT WAS THEN?!], and the VERY first thing she asked me was, 'Is he a Christian?' "
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