Have I mentioned lately how supremely flexible and wonderful the high school is about accommodating Erin’s music, travel and work-related learning? Well, yeah, they have been great. She can take Tuesday afternoons off for choir, and alternate Fridays and Mondays off for violin, and the latter three quarters of Wednesday off to work at her part-time job. Two months in Asia? A week or two for a choir tour? A random trip to Montreal? No problem. The school sees the value of this for her and just makes it work.
So today being Wednesday, she was working at the café during school hours. And she had to go from there on an errand to the convenience store for whipping cream. She knows the convenience store cashier from dozens of similar runs she’s done at work over the past year or so. So they chat while Erin’s checking out and the cashier asks “Are you homeschooling again this year, or going to school?” And Erin says “Going to school, but they don’t make me actually be there all the time. They basically let me come and go as I please.”
Some guy, a customer, is lingering around the cash too. He quips “That’s not going to prepare you very well for a job.”
“Uh, well,” says Erin “I’m at my job right now, actually.” And pays for the whipping cream and heads back to the café.