Confession: I Miss Going to School

When you become an adult there are no more pep rallies. Why not? Who made that rule? Sure we have tailgates, but I am talking about an old fashioned pep rally. Maybe we could trade a casual Friday for one Friday filled with an awesome marching band, loud cheering and hanging out with our best friends.

Aww...field day.  This was the one day of the year that separated the unskilled from the skilled. Okay. I admit that was a bit harsh. That does not mean it is not true. Not to brag (warning I am totally about to brag), I was the water balloon relay champion for three years in a row at my elementary school. Only Michael Jordan can understand that type of athleticism. We share the honor of the three-peat.

Remember how you were up early and ready for school when you had a field trip? I bet you don't feel that way about work. Hitting the snooze button like it owes you money. When it was time for a field trip, everyone showed up even that kid who pretended to be sick to get out of P.E. (you know who I am talking about). How about closing the office for a day and having some fun?

I miss the excitement of walking into the classroom and seeing the TV cart. That rush of extreme joy I would feel about not having to do work can not be substituted. I bet you wish your boss would roll a TV into the conference room so you could watch a movie instead having to do reports and spreadsheets. That sounds like a great idea.

I spent some time teaching the third grade. I use to tell my students, "When you work hard; we can play hard." There was no better place to express your need to play than recess. You have to get your energy out. A few minutes set aside each day to play with your friends was a good way to do just that.

We have a big backyard here at our office. While I am typing this I am thinking of getting a game of frisbee started. Maybe this time we will try the backyard and not the hallway.