Thursday, February 09, 2012
No, not THAT kind of naughty, you degenerates….
Quite simply, she’s just a bitch.
Remember when I told you a while back they she was refusing to let him go to the bathroom?
Well, I straightened that shit out a while ago. She gave me some bullshit story that he asks to go every 5 minutes. My son SWEARS that he asks no more than 2 times a day, and fuck it all if I’m gonna believe this bitch over him.
But since I spoke to her, the bathroom issue has been resolved and my son’s bladder is once again at peace.
But this…. this… this… WOMAN, keeps pushing my fucking buttons.
Every night this week, Mini-Me has had a math packet to work on, to prepare for some state sponsored test that’s coming up soon.
Some of these questions are pretty difficult, and honestly beyond his abilities (Beyond Friz’s too… math isn’t her strong suit), but bless his little heart if he doesn’t come right home from school every day, sit at the kitchen table, and tries his very best to get it all done by himself so I can check it when I get home.
So, last night we were going over his math packet, and when I was done checking it, I discovered that he had answered only 1 out of 7 questions correctly. To be fair, he would have gotten partial credit on almost all of his wrong answers, since he did something careless on each one (i.e. switching 2 numbers, writing down the wrong number in the answer box, etc).
But, a wrong answer is still a wrong answer. When I finished checking his work, I told him that he did a good job, but he needs to be more careful because he would have had most of the answers right if he had checked his work.
I swear, that is ALL I said!
The next thing I know, the little guy is crying his eyes out, hysterical. When I finally calmed him down enough to see why what I said upset him so much, he told me that what I had said wasn’t why he was crying at all.
It took a bit of coaxing, but I finally found out that Ol’ Miss Crabby-Crotch gave the kids a practice State test that day, and afterwards she had told the class that they hadn’t done very well, and that ONE CHILD HAD GOTTEN 22 ANSWERS WRONG!
So, after his poor showing on his homework, he was upset because he was sure that HE was the kid who got so many wrong on his test.
I swear if the bitch was standing there, I do believe I would have decked her. Or at least given her a wedgie.
What the FUCK does she think she will gain from announcing to the class how poorly a bunch of 4th graders did on a practice test? Did she hope to scare them into performing better on the real thing? How many other kids went home last night thinking that THEY were the dunce of the class?
She should have just went the Full Monty and pinned the low test score on the offending student’s shirt, so they could have their very own Scarlet Letter to carry around all day for the other kids to mock.
I keep telling my son that he only has 4 more months that he has to deal with this harpy, and then he can forget about her forever.
I just hope that I can hold out that long, before I’m forced to dig a shallow grave in my backyard….
Scrawled by Slyde at 2/09/2012 03:23:00 PM