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A Catholic who follows Rome & the Magisterium. I'm against gay "marriage", abortion, embryonic stem cell research, euthanasia, human cloning. Altar girls, Communion in the hand, Eucharistic Ministers and "Protestant" music in the Church doesn't bother me at all. A proud American retired submarine sailor. Our borders should be secured with a 10 ft. high fence topped by concertina wire with minefields out to 20 yards on both sides and an additional 10 yards filled with warning signs outside of that Let's get energy independent NOW! Back Israel to the max, stop appeasing followers of the Pedophile Prophet. Pro 2nd Amendment, pro death penalty, Repeal all hate crime legislation. Back the police unless you'd rather call a hippie when everything hits the fan. Get government out of dealing with education, childhood obesity and the enviornment. Stop using the military for sociological experiments and if we're in a war don't micromanage their every move. Kill your television, limit time on the computer and pick up a book. God's will be done and may He have mercy upon us all.

Friday, August 27, 2010

My big mouth...

This has been the first week of school for my two oldest, both of them autistic and therefore considered special needs kids. This classification enables us to have them placed on a bus for the ride to and from school. We only live two blocks away from the elementary school but it's two blocks of a busy street with no sidewalks. I'd also have to take my three year old daughter with me if I walked the boys to school. Since the wife normally doesn't get home until 8:30 in the morning and we're a single car family, walking WOULD be the option. An unsafe option at that, if you don't believe me then try walking down a street with two hyperactive kids that only listen to adults if they choose. Welcome to autism.

Anyway, the availability of the school bus has been appreciated.

But this past week has been interesting. They've been picked up anywhere from 7:15 to 7:55. They've arrived home anywhere from 2:45 to 4:15. We're now seeing a new bus driver and aide too. They're clueless as to how this will eventually work out, today I was told to "just be ready" come Monday. DUH!

I called the school to at least verify when the children are released from school, until today I'd thought it was 3:00 (iaw the student handbook we received). The school office shifted me to Transportation.

Things went downhill from there.

The woman I spoke to was adamant their bus didn't drop my kids off at 2:45 because "...the buses don't leave our yard until 2:45 sir, you must mean 3:45" My comment that she and I were talking at 3:25 and a yellow school bus with the school district name on it had already dropped them off was met by backpedaling that "I really don't know what time special needs children are picked up." Geez Louise, if that's true and since I'd initially identified my kids as being in that group, why are you wasting time trying to convince me I'm wrong and should meekly be quiet.

So then the conversation swirled round and round the drain of common sense. I was told to "be patient" as they had problems during the first few weeks of school, that I "had to understand" the Transportation office was responsible for all the kids and not just mine. Yada, yada, yada.

All I wanted to know was what time they'd be picked up at school. End of story. I didn't realize it would entail convincing someone I could tell time properly and having to hear them speak as if I were six years old wanting some impossible toy.

After hearing for the third time I needed to calm down, leave my name and phone number so someone could contact me in the morning I screamed out two words (not Merry Christmas) and hung up.

Nope, not effective at getting an answer to my question. I let myself become part of the problem instead of the solution. Guilty as charged.

But boy it felt good.

The wife has the email addresses of the two teachers for our boys. I'll have her send off a letter asking when they're released. That way I won't be waiting from noon until 6:00 in the evening for them to get home.

I know I should probably apologize to the idiot I spoke with.

Noted.

Thanks for listening.

4 comments:

Arby said...

Hey, it happens to the best of us. It's brought on by the knuckle heads who do not have an answer to a question but refuse to say so. Forgive yourself.

Harry said...

You should probably consider yourself lucky that when your children were picked up Monday, they were dropped back off on Monday . . . the same Monday they were picked up on.

Cookie..... said...

Mate, no need to apologize to an idiot. I completely ubderstand your frustration, been there, done that.

In the e-mail to the teachers, briefly explain about how a very simple question about release time went unanswered because of an inept person in transportation.

Let us all know how this turns out.

Subvet said...

Arby, the forgiving of myself is already done. I should worry about idiots?

Harry, too true. Didn't think of that!

Cookie, the wife has already sent that email and it describes the day's events exactly as you suggest. I WILL be updating this one!

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