Accidental Theft

So, last Friday I took over a double period English grammar class for one of my colleagues. He said to let the student pick the topics, which meant that I didn't have anything prepared. So, that discussion didn't go as well as I had hoped it would. Meanwhile, another one of the teachers silently came in and started taking pictures...I completely forgot about this until the next day when I went to the Hansenberg website to look something up and saw this right on the home page:
There I am, pretending to be a teacher and looking awkward : ) I'm hoping the book discussions this week go better.

In other news, I played in two team chess tournaments for the Geisenheim club (I played in the 1st and 2nd team). The first team won against Wiesbaden, while the second team ended up tying. This was my first time playing with a team, which was kind of a new fun thing to do. Before the game in the 2nd team, the team leader told me I shouldn't accept or offer a draw without discussing it with him first. This was news to me...I guess as team leader it's his job to first come and assess the position, compare it with the outcomes of the other team member's games, and decided whether or not I should draw or play on. Anyway, this ended up not being an issue since I got kind of a decisive win right away. I'm not bragging; it just was a bad match, I think. They don't really know much about me as a player yet, so I think they've been playing it safe and putting me on the lower boards.

Finally, I was surprised by my landlady knocking on my door at 11 today to tell me that "something was wrong with the rent." At first I thought that somehow the transfer didn't go through, that I was out of money, etc....it ended up being worse than that. I had filled out the form wrong at the bank and had transferred 250 euros from her account into mine. Ahhhhhh not good....not good. Needless to say, she was pretty confused about that. Isn't it amazing that the bank just did it though without asking questions? I can understand them not questioning deposits in to people's accounts, but to go and demand money from someone's account and not verify it? That's pretty strange. Of course this is all to blame on my inability to understand bank-German, though. This was the first time the teller didn't just fill the form out for me and left it to me to try to puzzle out what goes where. I went to the bank right away to make sure she got the rent after all and, well, they recognized the name and were sure to lecture me on how to fill out the form properly. *sigh*

I still have to go to Bad Schwalbach to finish registering. I was planning on going today, but just wasn't in the mood. I guess I'll go next week.

So these are some of my pictures from our trip to Mainz. This last one is a church that was destroyed during the war. They kept it like this as a memorial (in another picture you can see it also doesn't have a roof).

Well, I'm going to finish preparing something good for the introduction to Gatsby tomorrow. Wish me luck!