Today, I got roped into organizing the Centre's performance for the Christmas party. Roped isn't really the right answer, though, because I never really had a choice. Roped implies some hemming or hawing or convincing.
Turns out, I'm working for the Godfather. The Godfather has done me a favor -- given me a job; provided me with free toilet paper and laundry detergent; handed out fruit, and pants, and flowers; and recently delivered a 500 gig external hard drive to each teacher. So when they come asking for a favor, there's no saying no.
Wish me luck with Christmas. I think maybe we'll do the Grinch -- in some form or another.
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