"Don't touch me, bitch."

Damn. I suppose in a case like that, telling him he's supposed to go to the principal's office doesn't so much work, eh?

This is a large part of why I am not a high school teacher. I realized I wouldn't know what to do in a situation like that.

If I ran discipline at a highschool, all teachers would have security buttons to push for when security is needed to remove a student from the school or to the pricipal's office. If I had the budget, they would be disguised as pens.

Or each classroom should have someone like ita to enforce the teacher's commands.

shrift, you totally rickrolled me. I clicked thinking I'd see a picture of you and got a fuckin' lolcat!

Evil!

Oh, damn, Kat, I would have wanted to punch him too!

Does your principal suck...because there's no WAY that kid would have been there for even five more minutes. I get the "don't touch me" -- that would be a pass -- but "dont touch me, BITCH?!"

Fuck, no. You wanna see bitch? I'll show you some bitch.

I never once got cussed to my face. Kids could argue with me, but we had a pretty strict no-teacher-cussing policy, and after I went ballistic on two tough guys (I truly did work at a school with some straight-up bad-asses -- like, manslaughter-bad) my second year for something dissrespectful but not cussing, word got around.

Why isn't this kid suspended, at least? I'm so pissed on your behalf.

What I'm doing this weekend: other than the usual (intend to clean on Friday night, do laundry, work at the bookstore on Saturday, intend to clean Saturday night), I'm going to the blood center to donate platelets on Sunday. My stepmother had a relatively routine surgery on Tuesday that was made slightly less routine by a deficiency of platelets in her bloodstream, so they had to pump a considerable amount into her.

LifeSource has been on my case for months now to come in and give platelets again (I was last in about a year ago), and I am now sufficiently guilted into going. Here's hoping they don't screw with my needle like last time, so that they end up tossing everything out.

Weekend: I'm not sure as I thought I was going to have to work but now don't have to. One thing I know I'm not doing is homework - yesterday was my last day of the quarter! Woot! However, I have only 2 weeks of freedom before I start my summer school class :(

I get an office to myself again, at least for the summer, starting on Monday!

And not a day too soon, since otherwise I'd have to start plotting the murder of Chatty New Intern.

shrift, you totally rickrolled me.

Ahahaha. Sorry! (That'll learn you to mouse over the URL, mister! Have we learned nothing from ita's links?)

Now I feel like a bad wife. Because I totally moused over shrift's links and saw the URLs, and thought, "Man, is Hec going to be disappointed," and then said nothing to him at all.