New Angry

So I'm still spitting nails, but new reason. This seems to be my December theme:
Rage at the world.

Let's say you have a son. Say your son is a smarty-pants-- maybe that term is an understatement. Say your son lives to be in the spotlight and could be considered a clown.

Let's go as far to say that people either love your son or hate him.

You choose to love him, but secretly, deep down have dreams of duct-taping his mouth until he reaches adulthood.

Now, said Son would probably just draw trouble to him I would suppose. What if one day he just pushes one kid on the bus too far and that kid cold cocks him as he's getting off the bus, sending blood flying out of son's nose and all over his school uniform?

Your Hubby might go to speak to the other kids' parents, wouldn't he?
And since your Hubby is so mild mannered, he goes over there perfectly aware that chances are good HIS own kid probably deserved the punch, but even so should be discussed.

Poor aggravated kid from the bus is probably aggravated because he comes from the epitome of a white trash home, so the father spews obscenities and threatens to whomp on your Hubby. Unfortunately he has to do with his neck craned back since the Hubby is so much bigger than him.
Maybe his equally trashy wife starts screaming obscenities as well. Chances are, your mild mannered Hubby is just going to turn around and go home since these people are Neanderthals and can't carry on a rational discussion.

Here's where the anger part comes in.

The next day at school, your son's "Form Teacher" (head of his school year) pulls him out of class, embarrasses him and asks him to explain himself about an incident that happened on a friday evening, OFF SCHOOL GROUNDS and when son explains, she says "I don't believe you, you are lying". She then pulls the witnesses out of class and when they ALL confirm that your son was NOT at fault, she drops it. NEVER apologizing.

Say you choose to let it slide. Because you're like that. You pick your battles.

Oh, but that son can draw trouble...

Imagine that yesterday your clown-boy comes home with reports that "kicking girl" (so named because she has kicked him every day since she moved here a year and a half ago) spit on him.

I imagine you probably are a little bit of a germaphobe and went ballistic.
I'm just guessing, because I myself would never act that way.

Maybe you calmed down enough to send a letter stating that the abuse your child has been receiving could be considered school yard bullying (huge emphasis on Anti-bullying here) which is bad enough but now that the bully has resorted to spitting, you are not going to tolerate it. You may have asked for a meeting with the Kicking Girl and her parents. You may have threatened further action if this was not seriously considered.

You might end up being in serious need of therapy and therefore begin ranting on your blog when your beloved, perfect, little smarty-trousers son comes home with a report that he was once again pulled out of class to face a crying Kicking Girl and Form Teacher asking what his side of the story was and THEN accusing him of lying about it-- not only to the Form Teacher, but to the Mother (you) that wrote the letter. With testimonies of ALL his classmates that Kicking Girl does indeed kick daily and did most certainly spit on him as they watched.

I'm thinking you're probably pretty wound up right now.

Hypothetically speaking of course-- this all only IF you have a son, who thinks he's funnier than he really is with a Form Teacher who could teach "Ways to Warp a Child's Esteem for Life 101".