Folders - Round 2

This story just cracks me up, or annoys me! We'll go with cracks me up.

A long time ago, which was 2 years ago a co-worker who I will call Mrs. Clean Freak had me walk across the school to tell her who's stack of folders were sitting in the classroom.

They were mine. I use them in class I'm in that room. I collect the students sketches and papers. Then they get their folder to take home, or do whatever they wish with it at the end of the year. Many love looking through it. Mrs. Clean Freak wanted them gone. Poof! Out of there! I put them in my office. 

Then when she wasn't looking, I tip toed my ass back into the classroom to hide the big stack of folders better. 

They went from here: 

Which is in the back of the room, to here:

Oh you can't see them can you! Now can you see them?

They stayed hidden there for 2 years. I changed the folders, because we had new students come in. In the same spot they stayed.

An Open House is coming up, so Mrs. Clean Freak is cleaning. Apparently very well too well.

Mrs. Clean Freak came hauling the folders back into my office. They are probably all out of my alphabetical order. I actually alphabetize them by first name because that's what I call them. My mind works better that way.

Mrs. Clean Freak: Are these yours? They look like they've been there for awhile. 

Me: I use them every time I'm in there. I thought they were hidden pretty well. 

Mrs. Clean Freak: Can you put them in your office? At least until the Open House is over? 

Me: Sure. 

Me Thinking, but Not Saying: Sure Mrs. Clean Freak. You must not of cleaned hard enough last year because you didn't see the folders then. People walking through for the Open House surely can't see office folders. Things like folders, tape dispensers, pencils, pens, paperclips, recycle bins don't belong in a classroom. God forbid people think we work here. - By the way that is all stuff I have to hide before an Open House. How silly! Recycle bins have to be hidden, but trash cans can be sitting out. 

Mrs. Clean Freak complains about her brother being a clean freak. He's the owner. I think they both are clean freaks. They both come from the same gene pool. 

My Mom told me a bit of advice once...Let the little stuff go. Ever since then the little stuff doesn't bother me. People that get annoyed about the little things I find humorous. There's a part of me that likes to push buttons to get them going. 

As for what they'd call me... 

I'm an organized slob. Ha! I'm not really bashing the clean freaks, ok maybe I am. In their minds they are calling me Mrs. Slob, so we're even.

Strange!!!

Update!

She came in to ask me if I'd go hide the pencils, pens, tissue boxes in the classroom. Maybe I'll sneak my folders in the room. I could hide them on a student's desk. Ha!

Sneaky

There's someone that works at my work that is a clean, organized freak. We're talking - if a desk is out of line she has a student worker line them up. I could tell the student worker thought her demands in lining up desks was ridiculous based on his facial expression. I'm really good at reading people.

Last week I got a call from Mrs. Clean Freak: Alissa can you come into the 1st year classroom for a minute? 

I was thinking: Is this really necessary? Seriously I had many more things I could be doing than telling her why the desks weren't lined up just so.

I went into the classroom and Mrs. Clean Freak said: Alissa you teach in here more than other teachers do. Can you tell me why so and so moved their desk?

I was thinking: Because he wanted to. He's an American and an adult. Last I checked he's free to do what he wants.

I said: He's color blind. He really couldn't work productively in my Color and Design Theory class without help. He also was by a few girls. The guy likes to hang out with other guys. The color blind thing was a much better reason to move.

Mrs. Clean Freak said: Do you know why the students moved that table back there? Pointing to a table.

I said: Nope! If it bothers you move it back, otherwise just leave it.

Mrs. Clean Freak paused as if she didn't know how to handle this one, and said to the student worker: Move that table back, and align the desks. All while the student worker stood there looking completing baffled.

I left the room.

Later I get another call from Mrs. Clean Freak: Alissa can you come into the 3rd year classroom?

I was thinking: OMG really?!?!

I said: Ok.

Mrs. Clean Freak said: Those are your folders. We don't like them there. Meaning she doesn't like them there. Can you move them?

I grabbed the folders that I use for that class only to take them back to my office. Each folder belongs to a different student. I put their work in the folders. When I knew she was gone I went right back into that classroom to hide them in a different spot. I felt like a kid that was told to clean their room, but shoved everything under their bed. Seriously though...it's a classroom. If I need things in there, they are going to stay in there. I only have so much room in my office.

Here's where the folders were:

Totally out of sight from tours!

Here's where I hid them:

You don't see them. Do you? Mrs. Clean Freak apparently hasn't seen them either. At least she hasn't said so. They are by the printers that no one uses. We have 2 more printers in a different spot that everyone uses. How about we remove the unused printers, and keep the folders that are used?!

Why is it that something as little as this - can get on my nerves more than some thing big? I just think some people need to choose their battles more. This isn't a battle I would have chose to fight. The students folders stay!