My wonderful principal is moving to the middle school. :( We had an amazing dinner party to send him off at Hayden's restaurant (where we had our rehearsal dinner). At the party, several people told stories about Rick to honor him. Our night custodian, Don, told a very funny story. He was cleaning the staff bathroom and found a suspicious black box. He immediately went to the office to let the principal know that he was calling the bomb squad. Rick calmly asked where it was and what it looked like. The two of them went back to the staff bathroom, where Rick let him know that it was no bomb..... it was a breast pump. My breast pump. How embarressing! Everyone was howling! In the staff bathroom is a small desk and chair for breast feeding mothers. I just leave it in the desk everyday. I never thought that it would cause such a problem!
3 months ago
4 comments:
This post is the BOMB! What a great story.
That is so funny. I love it. I bet that janitor felt really stupid after that. Good thing he checked before calling the bomb squad. Ha ha.
Too funny! Thank you for sharing the laugh!
That is hilarious! I think that he was sort of on the right track though because sometimes when you wait a little too long to pump, you can feel like you have bombs on your chest! :)
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