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A couple of stories about the delightful parents I have to deal with.
What's the point?
An under 12s football practice was going on in the hall. It was ten minutes before they were due to finish, when the buzzer went. It was a mother and her son, who was dressed in football gear.
M: I am here to drop my son off for football practice. We're a little late. Hahahahahaha!
Me: Oh, well that finishes in ten minutes.
M: Oh, I guess I shouldn't have spent so long on the phone. Hahahahahahaha!
She led her son inside.
Yeah, I'm sure that football practice is money well spent for her. Ten minutes later, when the kids were leaving, she was there, blabbering away on her phone.
And you are?
The buzzer went again, and a rather, well, rough looking man entered. He did not say a word to me, he just barged straight past and headed into the school. Luckily there was another set of doors he had to go through to get into the school, and I was able to lock them using a switch at my desk. He tugged on the doors a couple of times, turned around and raised his eyebrows at me. I simply stared back.
Man: Well? Aren't you going to let me in?
Me: Not until you tell me who you are and what you are doing here.
Man: Well that's very rude. I am here to pick up my son from practice. Is that OK?
Me: All you had to do was say that to me, and not barge past without so much as looking at me.
At that moment, his son came through the door. The two of them went to leave.
Man: See? Picking up my son.
Me: That's fine, but surely you must understand that I can't just allow complete strangers access to a school.
The man simply made a noise that sounded like "Pffffft!" and walked out.
The Insult
I have been called many things in my time, especially when I was at the pub. I have been called a bastard, a fucking retard, a prick and a c*nt, but nothing compares to this.
I was sitting at the desk, when I suddenly got a massive shock.
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
A mother was punching the window! Rather than pressing the buzzer, or simply tapping the window, she was punching the window as if it had pissed her off. I opened the door.
Me: Please don't punch the window in future. There is a button you can push and I can let you in.
M: Where?!
Me: Right below where you were punching, and there is also a sign.
M: Well I had to get your attention somehow!
Me: Nearly breaking a window is not a good way to get my attention.
M: Huh! You've just got an answer for everything, haven't you? I bet I could make you sound like a jerk if I worded things like you do!
Me: Right. Just press the buzzer in future.
M: Meanie!
That's right. I am a meanie.
What's the point?
An under 12s football practice was going on in the hall. It was ten minutes before they were due to finish, when the buzzer went. It was a mother and her son, who was dressed in football gear.
M: I am here to drop my son off for football practice. We're a little late. Hahahahahaha!
Me: Oh, well that finishes in ten minutes.
M: Oh, I guess I shouldn't have spent so long on the phone. Hahahahahahaha!
She led her son inside.
Yeah, I'm sure that football practice is money well spent for her. Ten minutes later, when the kids were leaving, she was there, blabbering away on her phone.
And you are?
The buzzer went again, and a rather, well, rough looking man entered. He did not say a word to me, he just barged straight past and headed into the school. Luckily there was another set of doors he had to go through to get into the school, and I was able to lock them using a switch at my desk. He tugged on the doors a couple of times, turned around and raised his eyebrows at me. I simply stared back.
Man: Well? Aren't you going to let me in?
Me: Not until you tell me who you are and what you are doing here.
Man: Well that's very rude. I am here to pick up my son from practice. Is that OK?
Me: All you had to do was say that to me, and not barge past without so much as looking at me.
At that moment, his son came through the door. The two of them went to leave.
Man: See? Picking up my son.
Me: That's fine, but surely you must understand that I can't just allow complete strangers access to a school.
The man simply made a noise that sounded like "Pffffft!" and walked out.
The Insult
I have been called many things in my time, especially when I was at the pub. I have been called a bastard, a fucking retard, a prick and a c*nt, but nothing compares to this.
I was sitting at the desk, when I suddenly got a massive shock.
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
A mother was punching the window! Rather than pressing the buzzer, or simply tapping the window, she was punching the window as if it had pissed her off. I opened the door.
Me: Please don't punch the window in future. There is a button you can push and I can let you in.
M: Where?!
Me: Right below where you were punching, and there is also a sign.
M: Well I had to get your attention somehow!
Me: Nearly breaking a window is not a good way to get my attention.
M: Huh! You've just got an answer for everything, haven't you? I bet I could make you sound like a jerk if I worded things like you do!
Me: Right. Just press the buzzer in future.
M: Meanie!
That's right. I am a meanie.
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