Thursday, April 14, 2011

Final Progress: Nada

After about a week of playing phone tag with the principal of my elementary school in order to arrange for an interview with some of his students, he agreed to meet with me. I got up, dressed fancy, put gas in the car and skipped class to make the 45 minute drive out there, only to put all my cards on the table and be shot down in about 15 whole minutes.

Gee, thanks. I can tell you really took me seriously.