Oh no. I'm late and it's my first day of work. The kids must be waiting for me already, great, talk about pressure. Okay, deep breath, keep calm. All I gotta do is give a simple, friendly greeting, right?

"Come on, I have to hurry... its my first day of work..."

I take off with renewed determination, knowing it'll be a piece of cake to handle it. It's just a bunch of kids, right? Right?