one of my favorite things about my job is I get to teach...I often wonder why i do what i do -- i really should go and teach accounting. But that is another discussion all together.
so every summer I spend at least a week teaching training...the best part is that the training is located all over the US so I can get to go to some really cool places! (in one year I went to Flordia, Colorado, and Arizona - this year Flordia, Dallas (only good becuase I get to see some of my favorite college friends and family!) and San Francisco!). I love getting to share my knowledge and experiences with my class rooms -- I mean, i have some great stories over the last 7 years, especially from inventory observations -- and who wouldn't want to have me talking to them for 8 hours a day...ha, ha!
this past year I taught two classes -- one was really technical and one was basically team building and playing games...it was fabulous. I loved every minute of it - especially my awesome co-instructors who really made it even more fun! The classes seemed to go pretty well, but you never know what people will say when they write your reviews...I have gotten pretty much every comment you can imagine from y'ou are absolutely wonderful' to something like' i could have had a monkey sit in my chair and do this for me.' (seriously...ask me one day, i can tell you about it - it was over a page long...and hilarious) This year I got the best comment ever...basically it said something nice, gave me a tip for the future and then then they added this: Plus, she's smokin' hot and nice to look at.
REALLY? I mean, really?!? they must not have had the right instructor -- they must have meant to put this on someone else's evaluation... then I start thinking - wait, what did I wear to class? was something unbottoned? did I flash people? why would they think that - and remember to write it in some review they did a week later?
Never mind the fact that these are reviews that can be read by EVERYONE in the training group, the training partner in charge and any of my performance partners. Nice.
I sent it to my "training friends" and we got the best laugh out of it...everyone at work who has come by has read it and laughed so hard and then I told my dad who I literally thought might die because he was laughing so hard. Everytime I think about it I just laugh some more...
Don't worry - I already inquired of my Houston staff who were in my class that I would have expected to do it and they deny it...I still think they did it becuase they love to mess with me!
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