All their plans for a week of goofing off had gone by the board. Disappointment, regret that vandalism had not done the trick, was evident. I must admit their dilemma did not evoke sadness on my part. A chuckle escaped as I departed, leaving them in their dark cloud of cigarette smoke and gloomy thoughts. Fortunately, this pack does not represent the majority.
Many students are overjoyed at the resumption of classes.
Four weeks of confrontational negotiation and a work stoppage was enough to drive marginal students to try their luck in the work force. The rest must strive to recoup lost time in class. It was while these thoughts fluttered through my consciousness that Three Beer phoned. He had decided to do his income tax and wanted help filling out the forms. I do not do income tax or the necessary paper work.