399. Attitude

Miss Alcohol-Free is not so relaxed today as she is running around out of breath and a little flustered. She is - wait for it - checking if the doors which are opened from the outside can be opened on the inside. 

Wow.

I look incredulous and she nods as if to say you cannot possibly understand and mumbles something about extra security.

Oh.

I stand at the back, leaning against the wall and watch her. My dear readers you would be proud of how detached and aloof I look. I am. Even if this attitude may seem condescending. 

Yet she runs around from one door to the next. There are three classroom with communicating doors in between plus one or two doors to access the main courtyard. So that's a lot of running. When she's done she runs out through the central door and runs across the yard. At least she's gone, I can quit the Gatsby pose.

Then my colleague arrives and we will call him Hopalong Cassidy. He has one of those fake plastic casts - which means you got hurt but not so bad. and indeed he doesn't even sit still but hops along to check the exam papers are ok. He sees my things on the desk and asks me if I mind moving as he wants to access the computer. Soon we are all settled for the afternoon exam session.