I was the principal at the elementary school. I hadn't had the position for very long, only a year or two, but already the mayor had met with me, several times
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I had to say as I cleaned my hands that Principal Snyder was kind of a sniveling little man, but he followed orders, and order is what counted.
Sunnydale's youth needed order, and he was the right man for the job. I had placed him, superceding the schoolboard's decision at the elementary school, but now I was thinking of giving him a promotion to another and more higher institution.
Sunnydale high school.
There was the problem of the current principal, Mr. Flutie, who wasn't a team player, but I at least wanted to run the idea by Mr. Snyder and see what he thought before I took any further action.
The mayor seemed to be contemplating things and I sort of felt like, I was really small in this seat. He needed to get some taller seats for some of us that weren't well, as tall as he was.
I looked at him as he threw out a second wipe. Honestly, his fear of germs only made me think that he was on some very powerful drugs.
But I would never say that to him. He was the man in charge, and I respected power. In fact, I liked having it, even if it was only over the staff at the Sunnydale elementary school and a bunch of little drug-using pukes.
I waited for him to get to the point. Far be it from me to step on the great Mayor's toes.
"Mr Snyder," I said, offering him the covered little jar. "Breath mint?"
He accepted a couple, which pleased me. Nothing bothered me more when someone who had bad breath didn't take one, but Mr. Snyder knew better then to turn away from any of my requests.
He was a rodent little yes man, but he played ball, and that was very important, at least in my eyes.
I looked him in the eyes. "Mr. Snyder, you have done a great job at the elementary school. There is nothing more important then guiding our cities youngest citizens."
I wasn't naive enough to think that he wasn't making a comment about my breath, but I wasn't stupid enough to bring that up with the mayor.
I would take it out on one of my subordinates at the school in the morning, but never, never with the mayor.
He mentioned my exemplary service at the elementary school, which made me want to say what all of th little pukes say, duh, but of course, I didn't, and it was apparent that it was leading to something.
I got up and walked around him, standing over him. "Mr. Snyder, this is nothing that is concrete, but I wanted to know, because hey, you have to be prepared for these types of things," I laughed at my comment, and then got quickly serious as he looked at me. "I was wondering if you would be interested in possibly at some point down the line getting promoted to principal of the high school?"
I watched his reaction, standing over him. I knew that the little man would just say yes and not ask too many questions, but that's why I liked him. That and he was mean to the little rodents and that disciplined was really needed in this day and age.
"Just in case you were wondering, the current principal has not been fired, but I feel that he doesn't do, well let's just say that he doesn't discipline the students enough and like my mother used to say, if you let the chickens run around the henhouse, then you're going to have a lot of eggs on your hands." He didn't laugh at my joke until I did.
He was perfect for the job, and even though he was really a dispicable little troll, those high school kids were really quite rowdy and needed a nazi-like principal.
The issue of the other principal, Mr. Flutie, still felt kind of curious to me but if the man was too daft to do his job, then I would gladly do things the right way at Sunnydale High School.
I could already see how things would be there. A bunch of boys doing drugs and grabbing the butts of every girl that walked by like hormone time bombs and the girls, well, they were no better and were probably worse with all of their boy talk and the back seat seat of car trips to every varsity stud that wanted them.
I gauged his reaction. I didn't know if I had to, but I was going to say it anyway.
"Of course, Mr. Snyder, your confidentiality is needed in this matter until it actually comes to pass. We wouldn't want little rumors spreading around town to the women's auxiliary unit now, would we?"
Again he managed his rodent-like smirk as I had a full bellowed laugh.
I couldn't imagine what that meant, but it was obvious didn't like Flutie. That poor schlep.
Well it was his own fault for being incompetent. I swear, slacker types really bothered me, but it didn't escape the mayor's attention and I would be ready for all of the little punks and sluts at the high school when the mayor did call on me to take over.
After some silence, and the mayor leaning back in his chair and staring at the ceiling, I broke in. "Is that all that you had, sir?"
"No, Mr. Snyder, there is more. Again, the reports are that incidents of visits to your office are way down and while attendance is a little lower at the elementary school, it just goes to shoe that those undisciplined youthes out there fear you, and that means that they feel that their are powers out there that they have to respect, and lets face it, that's what kids nowadays really need to feel."
I laughed at the thought, and Snyder even smiled at that one. He was in total agreement. It really was a good thing that he didn't have any children, because well, it would be miserable to be them.
"I thank you for your confidence in me, mayor. I will continue to keep those little ones at the elemantary school in line and I will be waiting for the incompetent Flutie to be given his walking papers in the meantime."
I liked the mayor, his weird idiosyncrasies and phobias aside. He had confidence in me, something that I had really never had from anyone for most of my life and I wouldn't let him down.
"I'm really glad to hear that, Mr. Snyder. I like who man who likes to take the iniative. Now I do have one more thing. I don't have to tell you that we live in a town unlike any other. We live in a town, where, let's just say, it behooves the children to get home after school and not be jutting about town like, well, like they like to do. If you take this job, Mr. Snyder, I want you to keep that in mind."
I again stood and grabbed the candy jar. "Another breath mint?" He took one and then I wiped off the outside of the candy jar.
I had noticed some strange things and had heard some strange talk but for the time being, I didn't choose to believe in any of it. It made much more sense that people who were killed and the various crimes that had been committed had been perpetrated by youngsters and even adults, who never had discipline, and were on PCP.
"Yes, sir, I will keep that in mind, and I will continue to do things the way that you like them."
Sunnydale's youth needed order, and he was the right man for the job. I had placed him, superceding the schoolboard's decision at the elementary school, but now I was thinking of giving him a promotion to another and more higher institution.
Sunnydale high school.
There was the problem of the current principal, Mr. Flutie, who wasn't a team player, but I at least wanted to run the idea by Mr. Snyder and see what he thought before I took any further action.
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I looked at him as he threw out a second wipe. Honestly, his fear of germs only made me think that he was on some very powerful drugs.
But I would never say that to him. He was the man in charge, and I respected power. In fact, I liked having it, even if it was only over the staff at the Sunnydale elementary school and a bunch of little drug-using pukes.
I waited for him to get to the point. Far be it from me to step on the great Mayor's toes.
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He accepted a couple, which pleased me. Nothing bothered me more when someone who had bad breath didn't take one, but Mr. Snyder knew better then to turn away from any of my requests.
He was a rodent little yes man, but he played ball, and that was very important, at least in my eyes.
I looked him in the eyes. "Mr. Snyder, you have done a great job at the elementary school. There is nothing more important then guiding our cities youngest citizens."
I watched him nod before I got to the point.
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I wasn't naive enough to think that he wasn't making a comment about my breath, but I wasn't stupid enough to bring that up with the mayor.
I would take it out on one of my subordinates at the school in the morning, but never, never with the mayor.
He mentioned my exemplary service at the elementary school, which made me want to say what all of th little pukes say, duh, but of course, I didn't, and it was apparent that it was leading to something.
"Yes, Mayor Wilkins?"
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I watched his reaction, standing over him. I knew that the little man would just say yes and not ask too many questions, but that's why I liked him. That and he was mean to the little rodents and that disciplined was really needed in this day and age.
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"Yes, sir. I would be glad to take the job. Just tell me when you need me!"
I shook his hand as he smiled, but then he released his grip on me and went to get another hand wipe.
Weird. Just plain weird. I didn't just get out of a sandbox or anything, but always with the sanitary for the honorable mayor. Weird, weird phobia.
Still, I was all smiles, as he went back around and sat back down behind his desk.
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He was perfect for the job, and even though he was really a dispicable little troll, those high school kids were really quite rowdy and needed a nazi-like principal.
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I could already see how things would be there. A bunch of boys doing drugs and grabbing the butts of every girl that walked by like hormone time bombs and the girls, well, they were no better and were probably worse with all of their boy talk and the back seat seat of car trips to every varsity stud that wanted them.
Disgusting.
"When will you know further, sir?"
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I gauged his reaction. I didn't know if I had to, but I was going to say it anyway.
"Of course, Mr. Snyder, your confidentiality is needed in this matter until it actually comes to pass. We wouldn't want little rumors spreading around town to the women's auxiliary unit now, would we?"
Again he managed his rodent-like smirk as I had a full bellowed laugh.
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Well it was his own fault for being incompetent. I swear, slacker types really bothered me, but it didn't escape the mayor's attention and I would be ready for all of the little punks and sluts at the high school when the mayor did call on me to take over.
After some silence, and the mayor leaning back in his chair and staring at the ceiling, I broke in. "Is that all that you had, sir?"
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I laughed at the thought, and Snyder even smiled at that one. He was in total agreement. It really was a good thing that he didn't have any children, because well, it would be miserable to be them.
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I liked the mayor, his weird idiosyncrasies and phobias aside. He had confidence in me, something that I had really never had from anyone for most of my life and I wouldn't let him down.
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I again stood and grabbed the candy jar. "Another breath mint?" He took one and then I wiped off the outside of the candy jar.
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"Yes, sir, I will keep that in mind, and I will continue to do things the way that you like them."
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