I knew that my first day would be memorable. First days are always memorable and this was a big one. It was my first day in my dream job at my dream school with my own dream classroom (it has three walls of exposed brick and hardwood floors)! But it seems that the Universe wanted to make sure that I never forgot today, which is why the very moment the students walked into the room, the AC shut off. Silence emitted from the bulky machine as I frantically turned knobs and prayed to deities.
“So apparently we have no AC,” I told the kids. “Welcome to 4th grade. I hope you all remembered deodorant!”
Flexibility became our motto and we bounced around to available spaces in the school where we could seek refuge in the cool humming of functioning air. At one point we even brought clip boards outside to work because it was cooler in the breezy shade than in the sweat lodge that was fast becoming our classroom. The kids were amazing. ADVENTURE! We chanted. I was reminded from the very first minutes of my very first day that sometimes life doesn’t go at all how I plan and I just have to scrap it and move on. It was fantastic! We bonded, they wrote amazing poems, and yeah, maybe they didn’t get a proper tour of their classroom or even learn what our classroom rules are, but they all agreed that it was still an amazing first day of fourth grade!
And then, after they’d all gone home, the AC man showed up. “THANK GOD YOU’RE HERE!!” I shouted as I leapt up from my chair. Because even though the day was a success, I’d rather not have to have such prominent pit stains in order to reach that kind of success. I ran over to the silent machine and said “IT’S JUST SO SWEATY! AND IT WAS WORKING AND THEN IT JUST STOPPED AND I COULDN’T GET IT TO START!” I reached for the knob and turned it. “LIKE THIS!” And with a gusto, that silent machine was silent no more and in my face was blowing cold air. “NO!!” I screamed!! “NOOOOO! I SWEAR IT WAS BROKEN! I TRIED THE KNOB SO MANY TIMES TODAY BECAUSE I WAS DESPERATE! DESPERATE AND SO SWEATY!!” And he smiled and sort of stood there because it was very much in working order. “NOOOOOO!!! LOOK AT IT ANYWAY. I’M NOT CRAZY. I SWEAR!” And maybe because he feared what I might do in my desperate state, he did open it up and take a further look.
It was incredibly broken. It needs a new part and may or may not blow cold air tomorrow morning when I arrive, but he promises to get there as soon as he can. How it turned on at that very moment? He was unsure. I know it was just the Universe, who was probably getting a good chuckle out of the whole thing.
Well played, Universe.