Thanks you sir, may I have another.
Nov. 5th, 2007 09:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It's only 9:30 in the morning.
I'm sleepy from last night's "Danse Nocturne" in Asagaya, I have seven small
pins in my wrist and ankles, a medicated pad on my ankle, and now I am icing
my shin. Today is the biggest day of the year for our English program and I
am off to a flying start! Luckily, the 200 guests aren't scheduled until
shortly after lunchtime.
In the teachers' room there are many built-in shelves with sliding metal
doors about 2 1/2 feet tall.Behind me is a shelf half for the laminating
supplies and half for the 4th graders. Takai sensei attracts clutter and
piles of stuff, when the piles reach a certain height he shoves them into
the 4th grade shelves. It has gotten to a point where I can't slide the
metal doors to one side to access the laminating supplies. Takai sensei saw
me struggling with the doors and came to help. His side was so jammed up
that he tried brutal force to open the doors...Force. Nothing. Force.
Nothing. Force...at which point he ended up jiggling the door free from its
tracks where his force, now unhindered, threw the whole shebang into my left
shin. I dropped to the floor with a resounding fuck.
There were also some mother fuckers involved.
I'm wearing tights, but the swelling is visible.
Way to go., Takai sensei.
Takai sensei brought me ice and fled the scene. He's already freaked out
about his English class today...I'm pretty sure he's going to be in hiding
for a while. When teachers have asked I've simply told them that Takai
Sensei beat me.
I'm sleepy from last night's "Danse Nocturne" in Asagaya, I have seven small
pins in my wrist and ankles, a medicated pad on my ankle, and now I am icing
my shin. Today is the biggest day of the year for our English program and I
am off to a flying start! Luckily, the 200 guests aren't scheduled until
shortly after lunchtime.
In the teachers' room there are many built-in shelves with sliding metal
doors about 2 1/2 feet tall.Behind me is a shelf half for the laminating
supplies and half for the 4th graders. Takai sensei attracts clutter and
piles of stuff, when the piles reach a certain height he shoves them into
the 4th grade shelves. It has gotten to a point where I can't slide the
metal doors to one side to access the laminating supplies. Takai sensei saw
me struggling with the doors and came to help. His side was so jammed up
that he tried brutal force to open the doors...Force. Nothing. Force.
Nothing. Force...at which point he ended up jiggling the door free from its
tracks where his force, now unhindered, threw the whole shebang into my left
shin. I dropped to the floor with a resounding fuck.
There were also some mother fuckers involved.
I'm wearing tights, but the swelling is visible.
Way to go., Takai sensei.
Takai sensei brought me ice and fled the scene. He's already freaked out
about his English class today...I'm pretty sure he's going to be in hiding
for a while. When teachers have asked I've simply told them that Takai
Sensei beat me.