When the counselor at your school walks in with a box of donuts for you, it's not a good sign. It means that something awful got screwed up on your schedule for next year.
In my case, the counselors forgot to add debate to the registration forms for the incoming 7th graders. That means that the incoming 600 students, who were supposed to swell my program and provide the base for future advanced debate programs, had no opportunity to sign up. There's no real way to fix it, either.
Nothing much to do except accept my box of donuts with as much grace as I can manage and put my grand plans for a debate program off another year. Never mind the conferencing I've done this year with administrators about the direction they want this program to take, a simple slip of mind on the part of the counseling dept. has set the whole thing back until the 2014-15 school year.
I'm angry, but you can't yell at the dear sweet counselor ladies. I'm terribly disappointed, but the first bell just rang and I've got 32 students walking in my door expecting to see me smile.
damn
