Coping With Change, Friday, Period 3

[voiceoverdue]

Cecil smiled at the class and waited for them to take their seats before starting.

"Hello again, students. I know Jono - Mr. Starsmore - has been taking point most days, but he's unfortunately feeling under the weather, so you just have me today.

"The class subject for today is seeking help. A lot of times when you're trying to cope with change, you have to remember it's not as if you're alone in the world. No more than usual. Unless of course the entire world is all just a construct of each of our imaginations. But if that's the case, it's all just you, right? So there's nothing to worry about!"

Cecil beamed; that was good news, wasn't it? "Assuming that the world does exist, though, and the other people in it, you're not alone! So if you're having trouble with a change, you can ask for help! There's probably all kinds of people that are willing to help out, and some of them might even be useful. Change can be a lot easier with the right support structure. You just have to know it's there and lean on it."

Yeah, Jono; it might be best you didn't try teaching this one.

"But not too hard. Metaphorically, I mean. Well, or literally, either, just in case. Anyway, tell us about a time you asked for help and got it. Or when you didn't and should have. Or when you did and someone was a real jerk and didn't, even though your life would've been so much easier if they did. And maybe we can share ways of asking for help that work, or offer each other help if we need it!"

He looked around the room and waited.



[OOC: Yep, Cecil's still adult. As far as he's concerned, he's always been co-teacher of the class. Thanks and a tip of the hat to the lovely furnaceface for letting him hijack it while Jono is headless!]

Flavors, Food Choices, and Menu Planning - Friday, 4th period

[sharp_as_knives]

Hannibal jerked his chin in a nod at the class as they came in and fiddled with a pen. Stupid American smoking bans. His suit jacket was decent quality but fairly casual, and he wore it without a tie, the first couple buttons of his shirt undone. He slouched just a little.

The classroom had computers with assorted financial programs on them. Hannibal waved at them. "You want any business to do well, even a legitimate one," his disdainful tone there was noticeable even through his thicker-than-before accent, "you have to know ( finances )

The Modern Workplace and You: Friday, Period 1

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( Pam talks about gossip (while eating cocaine) )

............. So yeah. That happened.

(Huge WARNING for drug use. Pam is now AU'd into her season 5 self, who is -- and I'm being serious here -- just outright eating whole kilos of cocaine. My canon is so wonderfully fucked up, you guys. Flying solo because the lovely notmysupervisor is AFK. Wait for OCD!)