If you want to know what these two men looked like, look in the dictionary under helpful, fun, kind, and love. They were wonderful and I loved them both dearly. One day I had given them instructions to complete a specific task the following day. They talked together and decided that the task could be completed later. They changed their schedule for that day to do what they wanted. I was livid.
I fired off an email to the two of them and carbon copied all the principals and the superintendent. I raled on them. I chewed them out up one side and down the other. Some of what I said could not be defined as 'professional'. I was mad and made it very clear in the email.
I hit 'send' and sat back and waited. The first response was from the superintendent. I thought, I am so dead. She is going to kill me. I took a deep breath and prepared to open the email. This superintendent who has a PhD, taught Senior English and clearly has mastery of the English language. So I was ready for a tongue lashing.
Her email? "You go, girl."
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