I usually feel like a normal sane person, but then, I notice those those big warning signs that tell me... I must be a teacher!
Mostly I hang out with my colleagues who are great single ladies and few married guys.
My girl friends know names of all the students that drive me up the wall (and occasionally the students who make my day) but they have no idea what's the name of the guy I have a crush on.
Most selfies on my phone are taken by my students as a joke.
When I go out I grade papers over a glass of gin and tonic.
I ride the metro laughing out loud reading essays.
My home office time is me reading a buch of kid's books, occassionally watching a cartoon.
I scold waiters at fancy restaurants for not helping the student to use their language skills.
I've got so used to having my last name misspronunced that it surprise me when somebody gets it right.
# 8 1/2 I am turning around every time I hear just "Miss" because there is so many people who think that's actually my name.
I know more about minecraft and zombies than about the newest book by my favourite author.
According to my growing stasch there are way too many people who know I am addicted to chocolate and coffee.
Oh yes, I am such a teacher!
Selfie credit: Student anonymous
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