Bruh, I'm tired
How do you do this? I just sat through a 2 hour long middle school band concert, and I am EXHAUSTED. How the hell do you do this for 7 hours a day every day?! I wasn't even in charge of keeping anyone alive, to say nothing of forcing knowledge into their brains; I was just existing in the space with 150 teenagers and their brass instruments, and I am in desperate need of a gummy, a nap, and a double dose of birth control.
(For the record, the music varied from fine to excellent, and the behavior wasn't eggregious. It was just a lot of everything.
Ohh, and they invited the high school marching band to play the opening set to drum up interest for the incoming class. Multiple snare drums and cymbals marching down the isles of a cinderblock auditorium is simply too much of everything.)
Anyway, thank you all, and a special toast to those who surround themselves with middle schoolers and loud instruments that they don't know how to play.