My school janitor arrived at my door with a trash bag full of red owls. He had no idea what they were for or why he was bringing them to me. His apathy was easily forgivable -- it's not his job.
During lunch, I asked one of the team leaders what the red owls were for (two more were stuffed in my mailbox, the office was clearly suffering an invasion). She replied, "We are getting a new mascot. They are for the children from the principal. You should hand them out today." Our mascot is already an owl.
During recess, I asked the other team leader what the red owls were for. She replied, "I don't know. They arrived today. [Our principal] wants to increase school spirit, so she bought them." I countered, "They look evil."
After talking to three people, all I know is that I am supposed to spend 5-10 minutes of my already-shortened afternoon handing out evil-looking stuffed animals for no good reason.
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