After work on Thursday I went to grab coffee with Marjan. We were sitting outside in the patio area and after a while some kid walks by and says, “Hey, you were my sub, what’s up?”

I have taught the same class twice over at Steinbeck, right near that coffee place, so it made sense that a kid would walk by.

“At least he didn’t remember my name or anything,” I told Marjan.

Should have kept my mouth shut on that one.

About an hour later we’re still there minding our own business and out of nowhere we hear, “It’s Mr. Keswick! Hi Mr. Keswick! Hee hee hee…” come from this flock of 7th grade girls walking by on their way to Albertson’s.

It was pretty embarrassing. Marjan absolutely loved it. I think she almost died laughing.

Of course, on their way back, they didn’t fail with the “Bye Mr. Keswick!” and the giggles.