The Wimbledon of Subbing

Equivalent of winning the Nobel Peace Prize when the Nobel Committee are all in 5th grade, I have just hit the grand slam of substitute teaching. Today I collected homework that I assigned, oh yes, that I assigned.
To those of you outside of the subbing culture(we call them "outsiders", it's an exclusive term used by subs) this might not seem like such a large feat. But to accomplish this you have to jump on that sweet train of chronic teacher sickness and ride it straight to the finish line.

There isn't actually a finish line, there's actually just more handouts.

And oh yes, I'll be going back for an unprecedented, Third Day. Unheard of in the subbing world, they don't even have a name for this, we're debating, but we might call it a "triple".

Seriously, I'm this close to learning names.

Individuals:
T- I remember getting a MickeyD's record in our newspaper and we had to put it under encyclopedias to flatten it before it could tell us we didn't win. Anything?

Rob/Ro- I can't vouch for Starbucks anymore, but Panera's will treat you right.

Tara- In class today, when asked what a third line on the inside of a circle could be, when the answer wasn't diameter or radius. This kid instantaneously shouted "Di-Radius!" The correct answer was "chord" but by that time the kid had packed up and left, apparently solving enough of the 5th grade for the day. I'm not even doing a bit.