Day 233 - 5:12pm, 22 August 2019
I have been going to the gym, or at least some of the exercise classes at the leisure centre, for two or three years now. Over time, you get to know the faces of the regulars and exchange pleasantries with them. Someone asked me tonight what year class I was teaching this year - there are a number of teachers that attend that class, but I am not one of them. This amused me. Do I give out a teacher vibe? If indeed there is such a thing? Turns out, one day she'd seen me on a school trip and assumed that I was a teacher, rather than a parent helper. I must just have been giving out authoritarian vibes that day, if only my own children would also see this in me.
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