What, you didn't like the shirt?--Or was it what was *on* the shirt?
Guess where I spent the last three hours of school yesterday? The old German room--a room a little smaller than my bedroom--in the library. It's apparently been converted to a storage room with a desk in it.
Why was I in there, you ask? Apparently, some teacher--who Kujo conveniently knew not the identity of--complained the I was violating dress code.
Okay, I wore a tank top, which I think is technically a violation--but I've also read something saying that the straps of a shirt must be three fingers in length, which mine (barely, given) is.
However, I've worn this same style of shirt before, just black with different things on it, such as the H.I.M. symbol and Bloo & Cheese from Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends. Never received a complaint. Ever.
So maybe whoever complained had a problem with what was on the shirt, and not the shirt itself. The shirt was: light gray tank top, with a rainbow, and white letters that read WE ARE EVERYWHERE on it.
Yeah, I'm annoyed.
Mentioned it to Mom after I got home. She is also annoyed, since there are plenty of other students, male and female, who wear worser items--ahem, including the outfits worn by the cheerleaders, outfits given to them by the school.
She called, because we'd both like to know 1) who ratted on me, and 2) Why am I being punished when much worse offenders were not?
Kujo wasn't there; they put up our poor principal, who seems to be the administration's scapegoat. Of course, he really couldn't answer any of the questions. ==+
Well, this isn't over. I'm the proud type, whether I like it or not. I don't let these insults go without forming a grudge and seeking retribution. Punish one, better punish all, right? So, I'll punish them. *smirk*
Why was I in there, you ask? Apparently, some teacher--who Kujo conveniently knew not the identity of--complained the I was violating dress code.
Okay, I wore a tank top, which I think is technically a violation--but I've also read something saying that the straps of a shirt must be three fingers in length, which mine (barely, given) is.
However, I've worn this same style of shirt before, just black with different things on it, such as the H.I.M. symbol and Bloo & Cheese from Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends. Never received a complaint. Ever.
So maybe whoever complained had a problem with what was on the shirt, and not the shirt itself. The shirt was: light gray tank top, with a rainbow, and white letters that read WE ARE EVERYWHERE on it.
Yeah, I'm annoyed.
Mentioned it to Mom after I got home. She is also annoyed, since there are plenty of other students, male and female, who wear worser items--ahem, including the outfits worn by the cheerleaders, outfits given to them by the school.
She called, because we'd both like to know 1) who ratted on me, and 2) Why am I being punished when much worse offenders were not?
Kujo wasn't there; they put up our poor principal, who seems to be the administration's scapegoat. Of course, he really couldn't answer any of the questions. ==+
Well, this isn't over. I'm the proud type, whether I like it or not. I don't let these insults go without forming a grudge and seeking retribution. Punish one, better punish all, right? So, I'll punish them. *smirk*