I learned this weekend that it’s never a good idea to answer the phone “I’m on the toilet, I’ll have to call you back.” Never. Even if you are sure the number on the caller ID is your husband. The thing you might not know is someone, for example the headmaster of the school that employs you, might have a number that’s identical except for one digit, and if you’re attempting to squat in a dimly lit rest stop stall and you’ve left your glasses in the car, mistakes can be made. That’s what I learned this weekend.

I think this week, I’ll get to learn about how to deal with excruciatingly awkward social encounters, and what my chances might be for regaining professional credibility.