So, I'm at work. I walk up to the front counter to ask a mother if she needs anything because she's just looking around. She said no, but I asked her if I knew her. She said she didn't think so, but she gave me a little smirkish smile. I quickly excused myself to go make a phone call.
OMG! I went into my office to look up her students name along with the mom on my computer. She is the lady that I hit with my car!
I don't really care, it was my fault. She was just such a weirdo about the whole thing, though she probably thinks that about me. She was the one dancing out in front of traffic.
I was horrified when I realized this and relieved that, if she signs up for Sylvan, her daughter will not be under my direction!
I don't hope this of anyone, but I really don't want her to sign up. I have enough stress at work that I don't need crazy-lady to add to it. But in all fairness: I did hit her.
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