Savvy Entrepreneur

So although I am not actually, currently, technically teaching, I still consider myself a teacher.  I don't know, I guess it's in my blood or something.  Maybe it goes back to the sixth grade when my teachers awarded me the "Peer tutor-most likely to be a teacher" superlative, or something.

But the fact remains-right now, I am not technically a teacher.  So, to give myself something to do/get back in the classroom/make some connections/earn a little extra money...etc. I have started substitute teaching.  Not exactly the same, but it's something.  Needless to say, it has been a joy... a privilege... well, an adventure, anyway.

Some days are fun, some days are rough, and some days are just down right hilarious.  Seriously, these kids* just crack me up! But today, I was at a complete loss for words. 

*High school juniors and seniors, to be exact

It was my last class of the day, and I was really ready to go home, so I was walking around the room trying to make sure everything was ready to go so I could get out of there.  The kids were finishing up their assignment, it was pretty calm, and I noticed three of the kids sitting together all had a Dr. Pepper.  Ok, not that weird, but they each had a can, like they got them from the same place.  Whatever, not a big deal.  I moved on, and continued to circulate throughout the room.    

Well, a few minutes later, I look over and one of the kids with a Dr. Pepper is conversing (mouthing, as opposed to yelling across the room, which I greatly appreciated) with a young lady on the other side of the class.  Next thing I know, he is walking over to her desk with two Dr. Peppers.  Seriously? So I follow him over and watch as the young lady hands him a $5 bill and patiently waits for her change.

Well, at this point he realizes I'm standing there and gives me a side glance, and an overtly guilty grin.  "What?" he asked, ever so innocently.  I stood there for a moment, then glanced down at the drinks, then back at him and said, "Really? You sell Dr. Pepper's out of your backpack?"  His response: "Oh, you know, I just happen to have some in my bag, um everyday, and you know, sometimes other people want one too."  Ok, I'm not gonna lie.  I cracked up, shook my head and walked away.   By the end of class, seriously half the kids (in a class of at least 26) had their hands on a Dr. Pepper, only 50 cents a piece.  And of course, I was offered one as well.  I was even told they were nice and cold.  Too bad I'd already had my Coke for the day.  I felt like I was missing out or something.  

Now, you may be asking, how in the world did this boy keep that many Dr. Pepper's in his backpack? And how in the WORLD did he keep them cold??  I have no idea.  I do not ask questions.  Trust me, ignorance is bliss.

What I do know, is that this kid is making a killing off those drinks.