My two oldest boys had a "late start" this morning for school. Basically the Senior and Junior High have a 2 hour late start about every other month for "teacher planning". Today was one of those days. Okay, if school starts 2 hours LATER, most people would know that everything gets pushed back 2 hours, right?!?!? So, let's say your bus comes at 7:10 am all of the other days, your bus comes at 9:10 am at a 2 HOUR LATE START. I don't know, makes sense in my pea brain.
Apparently, my 14 yo did not see it that way. He was flabbergasted that at 9:18 am he missed the friggin' bus. He called me while I was at work (in front of an entire classroom of adult learners I am training today) and 25 minutes away. He says to me "people miss the bus all the time mom, just call the school, someone will come get me." I am thinking to myself, what they just have people waiting to be called to pick up some forgetful stinkin' kid everyday of the week?! NO WAY?!? So, I called the Jr. High. I ask them about this potential ride for my delinquent son. They say, "Oh shoot, Mr. SoandSo is in a meeting and won't be able to come get him", which I say, "You actually do have a service for kids that cannot tell time and miss the bus?" She said, "well yes we do try and pick up the kids that do miss the bus" HOLY HELL HE WAS RIGHT?!? They didn't have that service when I was in school, you missed the bus you were SOL! That is our hard earned tax money at work people!
So, my mom takes him to school.
Yea, he is at school... drama over for the day.
WRONG! I get a call at 10 am (yea, 42 minutes after the first phone call) from the school counselor. Nothing good can come from this, I just know it. She says to me, "I am calling about #2son, he isn't hurt or in trouble or anything". In my head I am saying, Okay why on God's green earth are you calling me then?!? And she continues to say, "but #2son's pants are ripped at the seam all the way up his thigh". I blurt out, "HE WORE RIPPED JEANS TO SCHOOL?!?" As I am plotting this kids demise... She says, "Oh no, some kid ripped them up in his class, which we are none to happy about". YOU THINK!?!? She continues to say, "could you run him out some new jeans?" I am in front of an entire classroom of adult learners... did I mention this? I say, "UH I am teaching a class until noon, can you staple (yes, I went there) or pin or something his pants together until I can get there about 12:30". She agrees to this, and pins his pants together.
So this is why I find myself home this afternoon with a headache, sore throat and minus one pair of 14 yo boys pants in my household.
Oh and a bonus... my 10 year daughter wore MY flip flops to school. Yes, it's 40 degrees out. Yes, they are 2 sizes too big for her. Yes, the teachers MUST think I have absolutely no control. Yes, I have told her repeatedly to 1. not wear my shoes and 2. FLIP FLOP SEASON IS OVER!!!!!!!! Thankfully she said, "I only wore them 'a little bit'."