ricky lee is an 8th grade art teacher who has been at it for 30 years and doesn't care what people think. he screams in conversation with his wife on his cell phone, throws clogs on occasion, and last week he showed up at school wearing swim trunks. seemed it would save a little time to dress for after-school wind surfing by dressing the part first thing instead of going home to change after school.
i love the stories about this guy. there is always a new one. i was sitting in kevin's kitchen the other day laughing so hard i could not breathe, kevin can do that to me. he mixes pretty drinks and starts telling a story and acts the whole thing out and i laugh and laugh.
seems to me it would be fun to be ricky. after 30 years, there is not much they can do to stop him from whatever odd behavior he decides upon, so he does what he does with great intention and careless freedom. damn the bastards whoever they are, their opinion doesn't count so instead of teaching class today, let's watch "so you think you can dance".
consider a day in the life of me or you, spent doing whatever we want, and who cares what others say or think as it will not change the fact that we did and got what we wanted.
i can't say whether that is stupid or brave, funny or sad, but someday i'd like to try it. just for a day. except i can say with 100% certainty that i will NEVER
wear a bathing suit to work.
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