It was the last day of school yesterday and I sat in the staffroom ten minutes before the first bell, wishing the day was already over and pontificating about bananas.
We see a lot of bananas (and cans of tuna) in the staffroom because everyone pretends to be on a diet.
They’ll eat their can of tuna with crackers and their lonely, bruised bananas… then they raid the fridge for leftover cheesecake pretending those calories don’t count because they didn’t come from home.
“I cleaned up the half banana you left on the table yesterday, Pinky,” commented my colleague, Rach with a disapproving tone in her voice.
“It’s not my fault, I'm tired. Besides, I can’t eat a whole banana,” I declared. “They’re too big these days.”
Eyebrows were raised. Teachers become open to dirty connotations at the end of term after being sledged for ten weeks by maliciously clever, ten year old rapscallions.
We’re worn down.
Depleted of cunning comebacks.
We descend into a low form of toiletty, Benny Hill type of humour.
“I hate bananas to tell the truth. They are a common sort of food, no class,” I added superciliously.
“I hate bananas to tell the truth. They are a common sort of food, no class,” I added superciliously.
“People look ridiculous when they’re eating bananas. It’s something about the chomping away on a mushy thing with the peeled skin dangling down,” I continued, dicing with death considering the stony stares emanating from the bulging eyeballs of my co-workers.
“Actually, you all look like a bunch of monkeys when you're eating them!” Pinky daringly broadcasted.
Pinky's colleagues stared at her in silence. She’d blatantly slighted them by comparing their eating habits to the insulting image of a bunch of hairy apes squatting inelegantly, scratching their heads and dribbling over a pointy banana.
Sooo… it was with no small amount of astonishment I happened upon this in the staff room at morning tea.
“Actually, you all look like a bunch of monkeys when you're eating them!” Pinky daringly broadcasted.
Pinky's colleagues stared at her in silence. She’d blatantly slighted them by comparing their eating habits to the insulting image of a bunch of hairy apes squatting inelegantly, scratching their heads and dribbling over a pointy banana.
Sooo… it was with no small amount of astonishment I happened upon this in the staff room at morning tea.
Kyles the Music Teacher
See! People do sit up and take notice of Pinky… occasionally! About bloody time I say.
Happy school holidays everyone!
See! People do sit up and take notice of Pinky… occasionally! About bloody time I say.
Happy school holidays everyone!
What do you think about eating bananas in public?
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Have a Laugh on Me
Melbourne Mum
Talking Frankly and
26 Years and Counting!