Marina Boesch
Human Teacher
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Marina entered her new classroom, now completely sure this was her own. The walls were baren, and the desks were stacked in a pile in the corner.
She sighed to herself quietly and she walked over to her desk, it's wood and metal skeleton littered with cobwebs.
"Couldn't they have given me a class that has actually been used in the last 50 years?"
She sighed again as she picked up the phone and dialed the front office.
"Hi... Cindy? Oh- Hi Cindy! Yeah, I'm the new social studies teacher.
Yeah, the room is completely filthy. Emphasis on filthy.
Could you send some cleaning supplies? Huh? Yeah, Thanks Cindy! Bye."
She hung up the phone aggressively, and began to wait for the cleaning supplies to be dropped off.
She heard a knock at the door, and was delighted to find a whole set of supplies, complete with gloves and sponges and everything.
Marina slipped the gloves on quickly and began to get to work, sorting desks and dusting away cobwebs for a long while until she was finished.
(exit to dorms)