Soooo Glad Friday's Over

It all started as an uneventful day.  Being a Friday, I was a bit tired, but, that's no different from any other Friday.  After first period, I had a prep period, and before I started getting some grades in, and taking a nap (just kidding), I decided to check my bank account, online.  It's almost like I can play it back in slow motion, the focusing of my eyes on the screen.  Apparently, I (not really) had made and "intra-day-debit of $1,292.28.  (Oh yeah, and it was made in Seoul, South Korea.  I forgot to tell you I was in Seoul for a few days, and just flew back this morning.  Mmmm, maybe that's why I was so tired. NOT).  What I had done this morning was make a mortgage payment (online) before coming to work, but I don't think there was any connection.  After spending the rest of my prep period and the following lunch period on the phone with the bank, I felt completely drained, saddened, angry, and at a loss at what had just happened.  It gets better (my Friday, of course).  I still had two class periods to teach, and I was not in the state of mind to do so.  I'm such a trooper, though, cough, cough. As my afternoon class proceeded, and I was conferencing with a student at my desk, with a couple of students waiting in line to get help, a commotion erupted about 10 feet away from my desk.  Students came to me to tell me that someone had just collapsed on the floor. (I know I'm a hard teacher, but not so hard students pass out).  I got up, went to  the kid (Zac), and immediately ran to the office.  This wasn't necessarily an easy task, as I had on a long skirt and clunky boots.  Later, some of my more brave students laughed at how fast I tore out of the class, and the noise my boots made running down the hall!  Anyway, all is well;  Zac regained consciousness, his mother came and got him (and was upset that he didn't eat lunch), and took him to the doctor.  Did I tell you he was as white as a sheet when I returned...just like a ghost.
I still had one other class to teach, and I hadn't eaten lunch, (no, I didn't faint, too) and was ready to throw in the towel.  I finally made it home, called the police to file a report on the bank fraud, and told Bill all that had transpired.
I'm just curious....I wonder what the neighbors thought about a police car being at our house?

               NO, this wasn't really what our police car looked like, but I kind of liked the look of this one.