When I was a young teacher making $19K a year, me and this

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other teacher would always have competitions to see who was the most broke near payday.

I'd come in in the mornings and she'd put both her arms up, fists in the air, triumphant and yell "EIGHTY-SEVEN CENTS!!!"

And I'd say "HA!!! SIXTY-TWO CENTS!!!"

That particular day, we combined our money and got a taco and split it.

Then at the end of the school year, we arranged to have library book cart races. After the kids were gone, the teacher would lie on their stomachs on the cart, and another teacher would stand behind them and push on the cart. There would be two and we'd race down the hallway with our hands out to stop ourselves at the bulletin board at the end of the hallway.

Finally in a faculty meeting one day the principal said "The hallway book cart races really need to stop."

So the fun was over.