Midnight Ramblings

And now it's time for another edition of Scarecrow's Storytime Theater.

(If this were my old radio show, this is when I'd cue up a few selections of Danny Elfman's Edward Scissorhands score)

Once upon a time, a long time ago, in the magic land of Bear Valley, their was an English school. This English school was ruled over by a head teacher who really didn't want the job, and thus occasionally butted heads with a brash, young (and incredibly good looking) teacher from a distant land. It's not that they hated each other, they just had different ways of doing the job and had problems communicating with each other, so in the long run they just made their lives more difficult for each other.

One day, the brash, young (and incredibly good looking) teacher spied a bag of peanut butter cups sitting next to the copy machine, and on top of it was the note "For everyone to share." Now, he loved peanut butter cups, so he ate one. It was so delicious, that he had another one. At this point, the head teacher walked in and got very upset. The brash, young (and incredibly good looking) teacher was treated to a lecture about how they were her peanut butter cups and she put them next to the coffee machine for everyone to share and that, really, the brash, young (and incredibly good looking) teacher had really eaten more than his fair share so he should lay off.

One week later, the brash, young (and incredibly good looking) was making copies at the photocopier when he spied a letter laying next to the photocopier. It was laying face up in a bright pink font and there was no attempt made to conceal it what so ever. Being a curious young man, he leaned over and read a little bit of this letter. He spied the first page of this letter, which was half-concealed by a book. He gently pushed the book aside and discovered that this was a letter being written to the new teacher to welcome her to Bear Valley. At this point, the head teacher walked and let out a scream that echoed all throughout the valley. This was a personal letter she had left laying about and the brash, young (and incredibly good looking) teacher had no right to be reading it! How dare he read things that had been casually left laying about! The brash, young (and somewhat vain) teacher attempted to apologize, but it fell on deaf ears. He kind of didn't care anyways, as he was being banished from the valley in three days.

The moral of this story is: things left next to the photocopier along with a note saying "for everyone to share" aren't really for everyone. That, and, with brash, young men wandering around the office, don't leave personal correspondence laying around.

Next issue...the Mechanic returns!