A little background before I tell you what I got caught doing:
I work in a school kitchen. We serve a little over 300 kids each day between 10:30 and 12:30 with 1 head cook and two part-timers who serve and/or wash dishes including me. We are usually HOPPING the entire time. We do not get a break and most days we don't even have time to take a drink. On the off-chance we do have the food ready early, we use the time to clean cabinets or windows or to tackle an item from a list posted in the back.
The other part-time gal, D, has been telling us about this card game called Dutch Blitz and how fun it is. We kept joking that some day we'd play it during our "downtime".
Also, the Principal has been off and the former Superintendent, Mr. R has been standing in for him.
Two days before Christmas break, we were serving pizza from the local pizza place. Those mornings are usually reserved for scrubbing our primitive kitchen equipment or ovens that won't get used that day. We got everything ready, did quite a bit of cleaning and still had about 15 minutes before the kids would be coming in to eat. We giggled as we decided to have D teach us how to play Dutch Blitz.
We lunch ladies are real rebels, I tell you!
After a quick lesson, we started playing. The game was getting intense and faster and faster. We were having a great time when... Mr. R walked in!!!
"How are you ladies today?" He bellowed through the serving windows.
We looked at each other with bug-eyes and girlish grins. "We're doing great!" The head cook answered. We laughed and he headed back toward the hallway. "This is very rare, Mr. R." she continued. We laughed again, our faces glowing red, as he left the room smiling.
It just figures! The ONE TIME we've EVER done anything remotely like that and BAM! In walks the Principal. Frankly, I don't think he really gave a hoot, but it was the thought of what kind of impression we must have made on him. Not only for ourselves, but for the Principal he is standing in for. The worst he could have thought is that while the cat's away, the mice will play, but we were still embarrassed.
This morning, I was nearly caught again. Steven walked in just as I finished wrapping one of his Christmas gifts. Luckily, the only thing he noticed was the audio racks sitting nearby. Whew!