Because I ran out of ideas
and things to do.
I'm a blue tray.
Friday, July 16, 2010 / 1:54 AM

While at work at Kumon yesterday, this young boy, probably 5, comes up to hand in his classwork for me to mark. His sister whispers to him, trying to get him to put his Progress Book and work in the blue tray below the green tray. It's like an In box and Out box.

Later, his teacher comes up to him, and says, "I told you to put your work in the blue tray, not to give it to the teacher..."

Great, I'm a blue tray.

My marking partner burst out laughing.