My principal wanted to have another teacher dinner, so we went to the exact same restaurant that we did the last time.
I thought that I was going to get let off the hook because my principal might’ve forgotten about me but NOPE.
This time, even more teachers poured me beer and shots, so I had to return the favour. I walked around, politely pouring teachers their drinks. I was less nervous this time and was kinda having a blast.
My principal and vice principal made me sit beside them and we kept making each other do “One shot” which is the Western equivalent of “Chug! Chug! Chug!” My vice-principal then kept trying to speak to me in English and we had a heart to heart. He wants me to feel comfortable and feels like I have the wrong impression of him (that’s he’s cold and scary and mean) and he wants to change things.
Anyways, it was so much fun cause I got to act all innocent, girly and cute. My co-teacher and I then shared a cab and had our own heart to heart.
I was stumbling to my friend’s house at 7 PM. Yup. That’s how we do.