Those Daily Moments

Wow! Where have I been!? It's like I left you guys all alone. . .

 . . . oh wait . . . sorry.  My bad.  I'm back now, and with quite an interesting few stories to tell!  Sometimes, kids say the darn-dest things, regardless if they're 8 or 18.  In fact, I've had 3 fun stories in the last month alone. Enjoy! (names have been changed)

(1)  had a black, square-plastic, long necklace around my neck.  One young adult approached me, dead serious, and asked, "Are those real black diamonds?"   (hold dramatic pause here)  "No, Greg."  "So they're not real?"  "No, Greg."  "oh."  "Greg, if these were real, I'd have body guards walking around with me!"  "But aren't black diamonds cheaper?" "Not that much cheaper."  " . . . oh."

(2) [side note, I recently got engaged and one student said "WHAT does your fiancé do?" / "Why?" / "He has to be a huge surgeon or something because nobody can afford that ring."  I laughed]  Fast forward two weeks.  Same student approaches me and says, "I figured you out!"  / "Oh?!" / "You're old money."  / (insert laughing here) "Oh?!?" / "yeah, totally. Old money.  You're straight living off grandpa's trust fund" / (laughing) / "Yeah. Your grandpa so got rich, like Rockefeller business rich, and you're just enjoying it now and living off it." / "Yes, Jamal, you're so right.  How did you know?!" (still laughing but trying to be serious) / "Like, the only reason you work here is because you'd be bored with nothing to do and you're doing your 'humanitarian give back' work."  / "I need to meet this grandpa of mine!"

(3)  Almost 18 year old kid I was working with was talking and talking and talking and talking and (gasp) talking and talking, and I finally said, "Seriously! Please just work." :-)  "Sorry."....and three seconds later: talking and talking and talking and talking, so I just stared at him, waiting and wondering if he had any conscious notion of what had just happened.  He, still talking, looked up at me, caught himself, and stopped talking.  Then he smiled, shook his head and started working.  Withing two seconds I hear, "My momma used to say I was retarded . . . as a kid . . . but I grew out of it."

Oy vey.