The adult transition center starts its day about an hour later than everyone else. Which has been really nice.
The school shares its parking lot with the elementary school next door. There's always plenty of parking.
I've been rolling in 30-45 minutes before the start of the school day. It gives me time to set up things and get ready for the day.
As I was driving in last Wednesday, I passed another elementary school on my way to "my" school. I noticed that they had everything set up for a sixth grade promotion ceremony. I got a little teary-eyed thinking about how the sixth graders were transitioning.
The obvious didn't occur to me until I got to "my" school.
But when I saw cars pulling out of the parking lot, I knew.
The elementary school next door was also having a sixth grade promotion ceremony, and all the parents had overwhelmed the parking lot.
They had spilled out into the street. And there was no leftover parking for, um, teachers who hadn't started our day yet.
Grumble, grumble.
I pulled out of the parking lot and headed to the neighborhood across the street. I found parking, and I walked in. (The street is fairly busy, so this walking in included going half a block to the nearest crosswalk.)
As I headed for the classroom, I ran across a car parked in a loading zone. Normally, I wouldn't really care. But this car was in our loading zone. That is, it was in the spot where the buses for our school have to park to drop off our students.
Oh no...
So, I called and reported the car to our office. (I may have asked if the car could be towed.) Because our buses were arriving in about fifteen minutes, they'd need a place to stop.
Was I being petty? Yup. But I'm okay with that. There's a reason that's marked as a loading zone.
Every single aide was late. As were the other two teachers. (Well, later than they normally are. Not very "late" late.) We all had the same issue.
I asked about the car in the buses' loading zone. They said it was gone.
I doubt they had enough time to tow the car. I'm sure they just called over to the elementary school and had someone make an announcement to move their car. But at least it was moved.
And when the ceremony was over and the parents departed, we all (one at a time) went and retrieved our cars and parked them in the lot. It was a minor inconvenience, really.
I just wish someone had given us a heads up beforehand. We could have arrived earlier that day. Oh well.
