I appreciate that a teacher gave enough of a shit about me to spend some of their pittance of an income on my ass, even though I was too much of a moron to realize why it was such a small piece until much later.
i was such an ungrateful little ass to them about it too; it makes me want to facepalm when i think about it to this day.
In a situation like this all we can do is realize our mistake, and not make it again. And maybe correct others who operate under misguided assumption as well.
don't cry bcuz austerity. smile bcuz little treat happen.
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So glad there was a Little Caesars next to the school I taught at. Could throw a pizza party where everyone gets two full slices for $40
Anybody else remember the one day a year where they gave you 1oz of vanilla ice cream with a wooden stick to eat it with?
We had the option of chocolate.
It wasn't any better than the vanilla, you still tasted mostly wooden spoon, but it was nice to feel like we had some small amount of agency in our decisions.
I never liked these. I would suck on them and all the juice would come out, leaving just flavorless ice.
But the little melted juice at the end was bussin
What I remember is the plastic edges cutting into the inside corners of my mouth
we could get one of those bad boys daily at lunch (chocolate & vanilla) and even went to the factory they were made at. highlight of my elementary school career tbh
damn that is insane. i got to go to a pulp mill once and make cool colorful paper, but ice cream factory sounds like it would smell much better
I honestly don't remember a strong smell, but I'm pretty sure it was just the smell of milk so only arguably better than a paper mill if you like milk I guess, which I didn't and still do not to this day - which was a real shame because it was an early morning field trip so they did not give us ice cream; they asked us what milk we wanted....
(they also produced milk there though so it wasn't like they were just scooping some milk off the ice cream production line before it was mixed in fwiw lmao)
In almost every grade until around high school, my teachers would throw a pizza party on the last day of school.
It always threw me for a loop because in movies or TV shows that had a scene with a last day of school, the kids had to take a super hard quiz before they could leave. Media always makes school seem scarier and more difficult than it actually was.
