Randal the Magnificent Part 1
I had been catching up on my paperwork when my secretary Shannon buzzed the intercom. "Mr. Tate, Mrs. Kreiger's sent Randal Mcgee to see you." I sighed as I pushed my chair back from the desk a bit and pulled my glasses off. I enjoyed most of the tasks my job as a high-school principal entailed. However, dealing with the likes of Randal Mcgee was a pain in the ass. I'd been a principal for almost twenty years, gray long ago creeping into my hair and beard. Gray that had no doubt...