Coop
May 10th, 2004, 04:46 PM
At least...*I* find it amusing... Any of you parents who have to deal with less than helpful school faculty might get a giggle out of this one.
I was raised vegetarian, and in my 4th grade class, our teacher would buy pizza for the entire class if we accomplished some goal or another.
Well, she'd buy pepperoni pizza every time, and I'd ask for cheese pizza every time, and every time she'd just tell me to pick the pepperoni off. I would try to explain, but she had no patience for me.
Obviously not an acceptable solution!
So finally I complained to my mom, and she called the teacher. That Friday, Pepperoni pizza again. I asked about cheese pizza again, I was told (yelled at, rather) to pick it off and that it wasn't fair I should get MY way when everybody else liked pepperoni.
So I told my Mom what she'd said to me and how she'd yelled at me. (I was a good kid usually, so it upset me to be yelled at by my teacher.) So my mom got mad, and (this is where it gets funny) she acutally gave me permission to ask my teacher, "If there was a piece of sh*t on your pizza, would YOU just pick it off?"
Oh, I couldn't WAIT until Friday! I had my line ready to go, I was so excited! I had permission to say a cuss word!! And sure enough, pepperoni pizza. So I go to my teacher, and give her a chance..."Any cheese pizza for me this time?" "No, we've been over this, just pick the pepperoni off!"
So, charming little cherub that I was, I smiled a huge smile, and asked her in my loudest voice..."If there was a piece of sh*t on your pizza, would YOU just pick it off?" The whole classroom was stunned, then bust up laughing and saying "Oooooh! You're in trouble!!!" I just smiled my sweetest, smugest smile.
Oh BOY was she mad! She grabbed my arm and marched me right straight up to the principal. She told him what I'd said, and he called my mom.
My mom ripped that principal up one side and down the other. I could hear her yelling all the way across the room. Then I got sent back to class while my teacher got "talked to" by the principal.
And every Friday after that, the pizzas were all cheese pizzas. Not *one* kid complained, either. :bobo:
I was raised vegetarian, and in my 4th grade class, our teacher would buy pizza for the entire class if we accomplished some goal or another.
Well, she'd buy pepperoni pizza every time, and I'd ask for cheese pizza every time, and every time she'd just tell me to pick the pepperoni off. I would try to explain, but she had no patience for me.
Obviously not an acceptable solution!
So finally I complained to my mom, and she called the teacher. That Friday, Pepperoni pizza again. I asked about cheese pizza again, I was told (yelled at, rather) to pick it off and that it wasn't fair I should get MY way when everybody else liked pepperoni.
So I told my Mom what she'd said to me and how she'd yelled at me. (I was a good kid usually, so it upset me to be yelled at by my teacher.) So my mom got mad, and (this is where it gets funny) she acutally gave me permission to ask my teacher, "If there was a piece of sh*t on your pizza, would YOU just pick it off?"
Oh, I couldn't WAIT until Friday! I had my line ready to go, I was so excited! I had permission to say a cuss word!! And sure enough, pepperoni pizza. So I go to my teacher, and give her a chance..."Any cheese pizza for me this time?" "No, we've been over this, just pick the pepperoni off!"
So, charming little cherub that I was, I smiled a huge smile, and asked her in my loudest voice..."If there was a piece of sh*t on your pizza, would YOU just pick it off?" The whole classroom was stunned, then bust up laughing and saying "Oooooh! You're in trouble!!!" I just smiled my sweetest, smugest smile.
Oh BOY was she mad! She grabbed my arm and marched me right straight up to the principal. She told him what I'd said, and he called my mom.
My mom ripped that principal up one side and down the other. I could hear her yelling all the way across the room. Then I got sent back to class while my teacher got "talked to" by the principal.
And every Friday after that, the pizzas were all cheese pizzas. Not *one* kid complained, either. :bobo: