Dear third Period teachers,
I am never more grumpy during the week then at 12:10 PM on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I apologize to all four of you (you know who you are) for releasing my midday frustrations out in your class.
It is just that the day feels so long at 12:10. Coming back to school after three hours of class and a bitterly short lunch break is oh such a tedious task. However, the worst part is that I have to come to your class knowing that I have another class on top of it. I’m sorry for walking in to your class with a groan. I simply can’t fathom the reality of sitting on my bum for two more class periods.
And oh how disgusting I feel after lunch on these days. All of that grease from my double-double with fries seems like it winds up all over my body. My breath stinks of onion and my stomach bubbles with anticipation of gas. I would really just love a shower and a nap. I really wouldn’t love to take out a pencil and sit up in my chair.
Then, of course, there is the sun. At 11:20 the air is crisp and my outfit feels fresh and appropriate. Then 12:10 rolls along and all of the sudden it is 75 degrees. I try my best to tear apart my layers before the drippy sweat gets the best of me, but I somehow always end up with the dreaded pit stains. Walking up the stairs to third period with my sticky body, carrying my layers and lugging my backpack, I feel absolutely miserable.
Most importantly, I need to address the tardies. As I sit down at an In-n-out booth with a fresh cheeseburger shining brightly into my eyes, the last thing on my mind is returning to school on time so I won’t miss any of your class. As a matter of fact, the only thing on my mind is enjoying that cheeseburger until it is completely in my tummy. Then I can worry about getting back to school. Usually by that time it is too late and I wind up in your class right as you finish taking roll.
So third Period teachers, I have to say that I’m sorry. I doubt I was ever very productive or enthusiastic about participating in your class, but it was never anything personal. You guys deserve better and I hope we can still say hello during awkward encounters in the hallways.

Sincerly,
Daniel Carroll
PS: shoutout to my counselor for letting me have a free 7th!!! 🙂