Angry letter time...
Dear Lousy-Excuses-for-Parents of My Piano Students,
I am NOT here to be your fucking baby-sitter. I'm here to teach your inept little children how to play the piano.
If you can't find it in your little, black, bad-parent hearts to come in WITH your child, then expect me to start charging a baby-sitting fee on top of your lesson fee...and I promise, it won't be cheap.
Also, please be aware that 6:00 pm still means 6:00 pm...not 6:10 or 6:15. If you think I'm going to keep your child the full half an hour when you're consistantly late, think again.
Don't give me your bullshit excuses about softball practice, ballet lessons, having to take care of your family, blah blah blah. I'm not buying it. My sister and I both played softball, and she had marching band and private lessons to get to, ALL while I was taking piano lessons, and my parents still managed to get us there on time, everytime.
And for those of you who bring, not only my student, but their 3 brothers and sisters...leave them at home with dad, grandma, or a babysitter. They're loud, disruptive, annoying and the only time you EVER punish them is after I've told them to please sit down, or when they're already screaming and it's too late.
There's a word I'd like you all to look up.
That word is: etiquette (n).
Fuck you very much,
Miss (The) Julie
I am NOT here to be your fucking baby-sitter. I'm here to teach your inept little children how to play the piano.
If you can't find it in your little, black, bad-parent hearts to come in WITH your child, then expect me to start charging a baby-sitting fee on top of your lesson fee...and I promise, it won't be cheap.
Also, please be aware that 6:00 pm still means 6:00 pm...not 6:10 or 6:15. If you think I'm going to keep your child the full half an hour when you're consistantly late, think again.
Don't give me your bullshit excuses about softball practice, ballet lessons, having to take care of your family, blah blah blah. I'm not buying it. My sister and I both played softball, and she had marching band and private lessons to get to, ALL while I was taking piano lessons, and my parents still managed to get us there on time, everytime.
And for those of you who bring, not only my student, but their 3 brothers and sisters...leave them at home with dad, grandma, or a babysitter. They're loud, disruptive, annoying and the only time you EVER punish them is after I've told them to please sit down, or when they're already screaming and it's too late.
There's a word I'd like you all to look up.
That word is: etiquette (n).
Fuck you very much,
Miss (The) Julie