Wait…

wait come in engagedWhen I was at secondary school we had a headmistress who was pretty universally disliked – there are exceptions, some people thought she was alright, but too many of us had reasons to really not like her, and in many case heartily despise her. When sent or summoned to see her, we had to wait for the appropriate light to show before we could enter her presence…

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