what sort of a world have we made when a student almost bursts into tears because they’ve knocked on the wrong door and disturbed someone?
Someone working at a school, who’s lifeblood is students.
Someone who’s wages are being paid by the fact that students exist in the first place.
It costs nothing to accept their apology graciously, direct them to where they need to be with a smile, and tell them that everyone gets lost sometimes.
Why would you even go into teaching if you can’t cope with that level of being a basic Human being.