Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Two hours of my life I'm never getting back...

I don't mean to sound like I'm bitching about the way my school system handles things...

BWAH-HA-HA-HA-HA...who are we kidding?? I'm ALWAYS bitching about the way my school system handles things.

So here's one more for the road.

Today was school registration, yo...from 1-6 today, 8-11 and 12-2 tomorrow. A lot of convenient hours for working parents, eh? Not to mention that if you wait until after work, you're there until at LEAST 9pm. AT LEAST. So I decided to go on my lunch "hour". Ahem.

Let's be very clear. If I'm going to take a 3 hour lunch, it should involve me, Julie, Tigger, Pea and some adult beverages. NOT me and every white trash, wife-beater tank wearin', no showerin', no job havin' redneck with loud, dirty, disrespectful little piss-ants for children and no teeth (or even worse, really, really bad bleach jobs, ewwwwwww). But no. It wasn't to be. I got there at 12:45 thinking I'd be one of the first in line. Apparently everyone had this thought, because there were about 40 "people" in front of me. And I use that term loosely. I left my job at 12:15, I came back at almost 3:15. No, we're not new students. No, none of our information changed. This is seriously how.long.it.takes. I wanted to light myself on fire in protest, but I'm wearing great shoes today.

This one woman (and I use THAT term VERY loosely) couldn't a) control her children and b) stop running her mouth about how her husband is in the emergency room. Ummmm, you're kidding me, right - your husband is in the ER and you're standing in line to pay for book rental?? What is wrong with you? First - tell your kids to stop screaming, running in circles and beating the crap out of each other while singing "you can't catch me" at the top of their lungs. Second - talk to the principal - you don't have to pay book rental until November. WALK OUT THE DOOR. Please. Because your kids are making me want to start cutting myself to forget the pain of it all.

Too dramatic?
Hmmm. thought so. But it was baaaaaaad folks. Bad.

So Owen is registered for the 4th grade. Hell, Alex was registered last year. Whatever.
I *heart* school.

13 comments:

Anonymous said...

My advice to you is to start drinking heavily...(Name the Movie)

Rebecca said...

Over? Did you say "over"? Nothing is over until we decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell no!

Anonymous said...

Germans, Pearl Harbor? Forget, he's rolling.

Anonymous said...

It should say Forget it

Anonymous said...

Duneland finally got smart (of course after I'm through with the whole registration thing) and decided to put the whole computerized thing to work. We use to have to fill out these long forms of information. The same form every year. Now they print out the forms and ask if any information has changed. If there's a change, it goes in one pile and the no changes in another. Also less data entry. They also get their schedules and know if I'm their teacher before I do. Then they go from spot to spot picking up info or signing up for PTO or room mom, health info, etc., and finally paying book rental. BTW, did you know that Indiana is one of the few states that still had book rental. Other states finance their schools so that they don't have to charge. Anyway, I digress. Takes about 15 minutes, unless you want to socialize. But it doesn't sound like your type of friends today. Oh, yeah, they also have registration from 6 to 8 for working parents.

Anonymous said...

I said it once, and I will damn sure say it again and again, you need to get in a postion on the board to CHANGE this. None of this "I do better in a support role", get in there, AND KICK THE ASS YOU KNOW YOU CAN!!!!!

Anonymous said...

Rebecca, I didn't know you were a cutter.

Yeah Duneland.


QUESTION-
Don't you think it's ridiculous that there are products out there that require you to "apply with finger?" Here are some examples:
Carmex, foundation, desitin (affectionately known as butt cream at our house), Neosporin, and that OB tampon (ewwwww!). I'm putting my foot down and you should too. For crying out loud... it's 2006... get it together.

Anonymous said...

How would you like to apply these products?

Rebecca said...

No worries, I'm not...I was using it for dramatic effect.

Eggo - I think she wants an applicator, or several applicators as it may be...

Anonymous said...

Yikes. I was elected president of my son's elementary school WHILE I WAS ON VACATION and I'm in charge of registration day in two weeks. Don't have a clue what I'm doing. Need over 30 parent volunteers. Never lead a meeting before and it's this Monday. Now, I've read your blog and...and...can't breathe very well. Head so heavy. Must drink Diet Pepsi and do labor breathing...

Anonymous said...

Boooooooooo! long lines for registration. Hooray Beer!!!

Pea may be right. I mean, if you can Karoke, why would you be afraid of public office? Then you can get me a shot at the insurance for the School Corp....

I'm always thinking.

Pea, are you neked?

Julie, you forgot about KY.

Rebecca said...

Jimmer your use of HTML tags is getting impressive. :)

I'm doing just fine as a screaming member of the PTA thank you very much. Just renewed my membership, too. ;)

They don't determine how we run our registration anyway, that's our school doing it. Eileen gets to organize 30 parent volunteers - we have the 4 ladies from the office doing ours.

Boooooo KY, Hooray Beer!

Anonymous said...

No, not neked, got kids around for 12 days.

BOOOO Not Neked, Hooraay Beer