*twitches nervously, fearing Narf is an angry parent*
*mechanically reaches for telephone*
"Hola. No, el senor no hay aqui. Lo siento, no hablo ingles. Good bye." *click*
*returns to cowering position in secret compartment in locked closet and fields parents' phone calls*
*RIIIIIIIING*
"Hello? No, I'm sorry. He's not at home today except to agents of the Lower Slobovian government on official business." *click*
"Hello? No thanks, I'm happy with my current long distance provider." *click*
*checks caller ID* "Good evening, Mrs. Alderman, I am pleased to offer you the latest in home entertainment technology." *click*
"Domino's Pizza, how may I help you?" *click*
"Umm, could you send me a copy of Space Empires: Starfury? I misplaced my CD." *click*
*click*
*click*
*click*
...
At Last! Parent-Teacher Meetings are
finally over!
Endless days and nights of explaining the virtues of self-motivated home study and doing one's homework and conducting one's self in a civilized fashion in the classroom to adults who spend so much time away from their children they have an uncontrollable impulse to bury them in money/toys/food and defend them at all costs against that teacher who just doesn't understand their child. Never mind that the teacher is with their child about five times more than they are.
I finally have nothing to grade, and my wife is pulling my arm to get me out of the house.
I'll try to post before I leave.
Let's have a posting marathon! I have plenty of monsters to kill, all named after children and parents of mine!
