Teacher's Lounge Mingle/Meeting, Sunday

[ofsevenseas]

[Sinbad sprawls onto the chair of the Teacher's lounge. He hmms softly as he noticed the rather high temperature - 85 degrees Fahrenheit, with a stretch of an arm, he reached over and cranks it down to 77, realizing that really would be too hot for most of the staff.

There's a coffee machine with hours old coffee by the door, a corkboard littered with the finest examples of Passive-Aggressiveness in English, and inspirational posters that made the Djinn's eyes roll.

He stifles a yawn as he nurses a mug of coffee in one hand, and with the other he flips through the rather large stack of memos about the new transfers for any special consideration, meetings, repeat warnings to stop messing with the thermostat among other things]

Another Semester, another crop of students, I should get the surveys printed for my class... I'm surprised a Dryad hasn't marched in to complain about the waste of paper.

((ooc: Mingling for the teachers))

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[ofsevenseas]

[He tries not to roll his eyes when Duncan cranked the thermostat up, he'll let someone else fight him over it this time around]

Morning. We're going over the transfer's files now if you're interested.

[inchesofevil]

[Duncan knows someone will always fight him on it eventually. But he keeps trying because he knows he can get away with it for at least a little while before someone steps in.]

Yeah, sure.

[he switches chairs to sit next to Sinbad, for better access to the stack of papers.]

Any interesting ones so far?