As she's coming downstairs:
"...Mr. (unintelligible)haha rearranged the tables in his room."
I haven't had too much of my coffee yet (and it's only half-caf anyway) so I'm assuming that she's assigned Screaming Genius a new nickname and is tattling on him. So I'm trying to figure out what furniture (tables!?)are in Screaming Genius' room that he could move around. There AREN'T any.
So I frown at her, "What?"
"At school? The new Sub moved the tables around and I was having trouble figuring out where I sit..."
Ohhhhhhh, I get it.
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