Woah. That is not OK.

A LiveBlogging Experience:

Kids entering the classroom on the first school day after my classroom roommate got fired.

Where is Ms. Miller?
(awkward silence)
Ummm, she is out today, she had a family thing.

Woah, Ms. Miller's desk is all cleared off.
Yeah, umm, we are doing like a desk-switch fall cleaning thing. Boy, am I getting dusty. Does anyone else hate dust as much as I do? (deflect deflect deflect)

Do we have a sub?
Yes, it's Mr. Zapliski.

OK, he's cool. Where's Ms. Miller?
...

Hey Ms. G, is Ms. Miller out today?
Yup, she had a family thing. Get your notebooks out everyone! (cheerful smile)

Where's Ms. Miller?

She's out today. She had a family thing. (how many times do I say this before it starts to sound fake?)

Are you our sub?

Nope, it's Mr. Zapliski. I'm just starting the class until he gets here.

Woah, this rooms looks empty!

Yup, we're doing some cleaning.

Is there a sub for Ms. Miller?

Yup, it's Mr. Zapliski.

Where's Ms. Miller?

(She got her ass fired, OK? She wasn't any good, and she was incompetent, and you should be fucking grateful! Jesus Christ!!! Now take out your notebooks and watch fucking Mythbusters, OK?!?!?!?!?)

She's out today.

Repeat above cycle 25 times.