Pimp My Room

Today, as I was getting on the motobike to leave school, one of the seniors told me, "mr. mick, we're thinking about how to pimp your room."

"Huh?" I looked at him dumbfounded.

"We know you like cricket," he continued, "so don't be surprised tomorrow if your cricket bats have been pimped."

"Oh no!" I thought. Tomorrow is the seniors' festival, so tonight they will be up all night, and some administrator will give them a master key, and they will go through the classrom of every teacher who has ever given them homework, and they will take revenge.

Typically, all the tables will be overturned, the chairs upside down, the room sprayed with grafitti, the posters vandalized, and there will be a big cloth banner: "mr mick we luv math!" decorated with some McDonald's Golden Arches signifying mathematics.

This is their way of saying thank you to their teachers.

I wonder if they have thought about saying thank you to the maids who clean up after them.