Mar 27, 2008 00:05
I am sick. And tired. Of the parents. Who can't be bothered until after grades come out. Who think that yelling and swearing are compelling reasons to change a grade. Who make excuses, lie, prevaricate, enable, and are ten million times worse than their kids. Their kids I like; they can be reasoned with and understand things like logic and consequences.
Charged
I don't mind
If you rub me the wrong way
Every once in a while
As long as you don't mind
If I spark a little
When you do
poetry,
woes,
a bit of snark,
work related