Junior Little Miss Chatterbox

My sweet Sassy got her report card today.  She did really well – as I expected.  However, this was the note on the back

“I encourage Sassy to continue to practice talking at appropriate times during classroom activities and work time.”

That poor child doesn’t stand a chance.  I spent my entire 2nd and 3rd grades in the corner for talking, and I distinctly remember my freshman English teacher saying, “If anybody talks, I’m moving Amy.”  That was the only trouble I ever got into at school.  My poor parents were down for more parent/teacher conferences that I care to think about.

The girls at work posted this at my cubicle:

I’ll admit.  I have a lot to say.  Most of it interesting or funny, or at the very least I’d like to think the delivery is good.  I certainly have an audience that wants to hear my silly stories.  I can’t help it and neither can the girl.

I only hope that the chairs they put in the corners these day have less splinters.