This gay-themed PSA from the Canadian Institute of Diversity and Inclusion has achieved nearly four million views since it was released five days ago. I love it! But I wish the hottie athletes had worn white spandex to better show off their lovely bulges and curves.
My only involvement with the Sochi Olympics involves online searching for pics of hot male athletes in spandex. I haven't had a television in my house for many years so I must be the only person on the planet who is watching no Olympics coverage at all. Here's a run-down of my exhausting and sometimes stressful week:
1. I've had a bad cold all week, a rarity for me, with a dry, painful, lingering cough which made teaching difficult. Because of my cold, I also turned down several offers from some regular hookup guys. :-(
2. My LGBTQ leadership continues to expand, but this time by accident. The close colleague who attended a LGBTQ workshopwith me showed a magazine article on transgendered teenagers in Canada to our principal. Her idea was that all staff should receive this information to better help the transgendered students at our school.
He responded: "Great idea! You and _ _ _ _ (me!) can run a short workshop on transgender issues on our next Professional Development day." Shit!
2. I spent much time rushing around at lunch and before / after school to complete the purchase of my new (old) car: arranging a test drive, safety check, insurance and licensing. We badly needed another one and a colleague offered her elderly father's gently-used car at a fraction of it's actual value. It had been sitting for three years unused which is not good for a car, but it was an offer I couldn't refuse.
3. I discovered that my school's once-active GSA had become fairly inactive because they lacked a committed teacher to lead the group. As a result, our first meeting was a bust. A handful of grade 7 - 9 students showed up and when they spotted the near-empty room, scurried away. A challenge!
4. My son had a accident (very worrisome but less serious that originally believed) which unleashed a barrage micro-managing texts from my ex-wife while she sat at the emergency department. This was completely understandable because she never does well in a crisis, but I finally had to switch my phone off at midnight and left it off until 9:00 a.m.
The next day, she had me paged at school at lunchtime just as I was waiting for the GSA students to show up ... something she had never done before. It was an exceedingly unpleasant 30-second conversation during which she made some unreasonable demands and made derogatory remarks about my parents.
I spoke very sharply to her and would have used the C- word but I was within the earshot of several colleagues and slammed the phone down.... a first for me. An hour later, she texted to explain her mistake and (sort of) apologized. I don't care...I just don't want to hear from her, ever again.
5. My three new classes (one each of grade 9, 11 and 12) are all fantastic but I much prefer my senior classes. I suspect the reason I prefer the seniors is they mainly consist of guys, all of them fun and very appealing. :-)
I call my energetic, chatty group of thirty-two grade 9 students "The Happy Gang." They require a much greater energy expenditure from me during class. Fun times!