So today was supposed to be my day off. However, a teacher got an extra class at the last minute and asked me if I would take her normal Thursday morning class so she wouldn't be double-booked. I said, sure, why not, I could use the overtime.
I came in early, I wrote out my board, I went and got special rosters printed out since there wasn't time to officially get things changed over in the system, I was good to go.
8:00 rolled around.
I scoured the entire building three times thinking, maybe they went to the wrong classroom or maybe they were in the cafeteria or maybe they were outside in the smoking area.
Come Monday morning, there are going to be a number of emails in my inbox from administration wondering why I summarily failed three students... and you know what? I'm totally fine with that.
Lesson number one, class: Dont. Fuck. With your teacher.