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Monday, October 3, 2011

parent teacher conferences.

Oh. My. Word. Talk about the epitome of tacky.

First off lent me vent my frustrations at having to hold such a conference from 1-7:30 pm. Given, they do feed us dinner (Olive Garden...delish) but I don't feel that parents needs over six hours time to come see me. I think I helped maybe 20 kids the entire time. I have over 200. You do the math.

Anyway, one of my students comes and sits down with mom, dad, and little sister. There is about a 4 foot span between them and me thanks to a table. I have at my left elbow, which also happens to be the corner FARTHEST from them, a water bottle and a cup of treats provided by the school to each teacher to munch on as the night drags on. Said parents sit down, and dad proceeds to reach clear across the table, around my water bottle, and grabs the cup of treats. He proceeds to stick his grimy hands in it, get a handful of the nuts and mike-n-ikes, and reach back across the table to set the cup back behind my water bottle where I so cleverly placed the cup in order to avoid such an instance. I was bewildered. What is even better is that mom then proceeded to do the exact same thing.





Rule #1 when going out into the social world: Only take something when it is offered to you.
Rule #2: We all know what happens when you assume things (like that a cup of treats is intended for you)

At least it gave me something to rant about all night. Good thing I hate mike-n-ikes.

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