Apparently it all came to a head on Friday when we had the first back to school dance (I had a date night with Mr. Bluebird instead so wasn't there to witness the
These two girls, both of whom I've had before and believe me, they aren't all sweetness and light, are already professional victims. They came in and whined and complained how it wasn't FAIR, and it WASN'T their fault, and everyone is making a big deal out of nothing, and it's just not FAIR, and they wanted to talk to The Enforcer RIGHT NOW, and on and on and on.
I told them no, they could not talk to The Enforcer. And no, they could not call their mommas as they've already been called when they got placed in My Happy Little Portable. And no, I really wasn't concerned with if it was fair or not.
Life isn't fair. Get used to it.
There were further incensed when I told them that they were not to sit near each other, talk to each other, or even look at each other as per my directions from admin.
Of course NONE of it is their FAULT and it's just STUPID.
Yeah, well, whatever.
And you know, I can see, perfectly, where they get this behavior. They learn it at home. Because Mean Girl #1's momma came huffing down to the office for a meeting with her homeroom teacher and Dr. Kindly, and Was Not Happy With The Result and DEMANDED that she have a meeting with The Enforcer.
I don't think she realizes who she's dealing with.
In the meantime, I'm just going to fill my diffuser with lavender oil think calm thoughts until these two high maintenance girls are out of my room.