I love waking up to a clean flat on Saturday. Which is a lot easier when both your bathroom and kitchen sink aren't completely fucked. Today is: Watching Roman Holiday (inspired by The Kid), making (mostly) vegetarian kimchi jjigae (an effort which none of my coworkers approve of), SORTING THE REST OF THE FUCKING PLUMBING (so I don't burn my toes off when I shower anymore) (I might have to handle some caulk hohoho), waiting for the students to make their way home from school past my front window so I can wave and taunt them about the fact that I didn't have to go.
That last one's mostly a joke. Because I already taunted them about it at school on Friday. As I do every Friday before Saturday classes.
"How are you?"
"I'M FINE THANKS AND YOU!"
"NO! EVERYDAY WHY! WHY WHY WHY! No. How are you REALLY?"
*indistinct, loud and blended*
"Who's hungry? Who's sleepy? Who's really really really happy to be in English class? Oh no. Okay. Guess what?"
"Today is Friday! Hooray!"
"So tomorrow is.... what? Saturday! Hooray!"
"Do you have school tomorrow?"
"Oh. That's too bad. I don't. Haha!"
We do this every Friday, with very little variation (unless a student gets particularly creative and decides to shout out something like, "SEXY!" after I ask, "How are you REALLY?"). Friday are my C classes. They never get tired of it. It's fucking hilarious every single time. Just like it's fucking hilarious every time I ask, "Where am I from?" and they all shout, "CANADA!" knowing goddamn well I'm American. God bless 'em.