No classes for me today… instead… I got to yell at people all day!
We were taking to sports and clubs pictures for yearbook today. My job was, after the picture was taken, to give the people their numbers. Basically, I made myself memorize a script that went:
Okay — waitwaitwait, don't move! Don't move! Okay. I am going to give you a number. You are going to give your name and your number to the people sitting at the table down there. [points] Wait at the top of the stairs until the people who are already down there are gone. I am going to give you your number. Do not forget your number… ONE! TWO! THREE!…
Me
And basically, that's all I said all day. Over and over.
I don't know why *I* am always the one who has to do the yelling things. Me! Quiet little Jenny! You go back and tell me grade one, grade two, all the way up to grade eight teachers (and probably most high school teachers as well) what I was doing today, and they would never believe it was possible.
Now of course, this is my school we're talking about. People would forget their number, give fake names, not give a name or number, go for a bunch of photos and then go and give numbers for them all at once… it was chaos down at "the table". I don't know exactly how their system worked, but they got it done. Albeit with much confusion. Especially when I forgot the numbering system after lunch, and restarted numbering with the second row, rather than continuing.
I was expecting a lot of people do that "calling out random numbers while someone's trying to count" thing, but it only happened once or twice, and by that time, I was yelling louder than they were saying the numbers, and I kind of had the numbers up to twenty memorized. At another point, there was someone who had already gone up for photos and knew my little speech, so they said when I came up "I'm number eleven!" and I was like "aww, good job!".
I also got to show off my piano skillz on the awesome untuned piano. I never realized just how much not having the letters written in Sharpie on the keys would throw me off. But after butchering Meat Loaf (ahahahahahhahaa), Buddy Holly, Disney, and Van Halen, I decided to just play some random chords and try to play something that sounded like a song, but wasn't actually, and it wasn't half bad. Except when I accidentally hit some keys at the same time that weren't really a chord… and yeah, not pretty.
In the morning, everyone was well behaved, but after lunch… I think it was one of the boy's hockey and water polo teams that were the worst behaved. First not taking a serious picture and then moving before I could give them a number and then talking and goofing off when I'm trying to explain what was happening. I know everyone else made a big deal about the boy's athletic committee, but I just think that because they were such a big group, they were bound to be louder. One of the teachers did yell at them to shut up though, so that was nice. And they ended up just passing along a paper to put their names rather than me giving them numbers, so I didn't really have to deal with them that much.
I feel kind of bad that at one point, I yelled at this guy to shut up, but he kind of deserved it, and I wouldn't have yelled at him if I didn't know who he was. I mean, I don't know if he knows who *I* am, but we have been going to the same school for the past six plus years (since we went to the same middle school). And I tried to say it in a joking way, but uh, since I was yelling, it probably sounded like I was pissed. Oh well. After that, I think I was a lot calmer though, because I immediately felt bad after saying it, so I made sure I addressed people calmly the rest of the day.
I'm kind of pissed at the administration though. Or the office staff, or whoever. They are just one big hurdle to yearbook. They don't trust the yearbook students with anything. Someone wanted to get a list of sports games last week, and they said they had to talk to our teacher. Way back in the beginning of the year, we asked if we could do a phone call home about yearbooks being on sale, but they said no. And today, we couldn't go anything for the whole first period because they wouldn't let us make the announcement until our teacher came back and talked to them. I mean, seriously! There is no faith in the yearbook staff!