Monday, October 06, 2008

Liar Liar

I have to admit that the wheels fell off a bit today. A student made some poor decisions which led to a suspension and, a bit later, an RCMP escort. (Sadly ironic is the fact that the court session was due to start here this afternoon in the very gym that the student was escorted out of.) I'm frustrated because although the kid had choices and although I kept giving him chances to the point of absurdity to alter his behaviour, he kept choosing to make bad decisions. Naturally, Mom feels I am a liar and made the point of showing up at the school at the end of the day to tell me just that. (Being screamed at outside the Northern Store on my way home from work isn't a pleasant experience either). I don't like being called a liar. I have better things to do with my time than invent stories. (see FOX news) It's been some time since I've had to deal with such an irate parent and I had quite the streak going - almost to the point where I figured all that sort of silliness was long behind me. Guess not.

I'm a bit frustrated that although I've been here for over 3 years now and I've been on staff longer than any of my other Southern colleagues, I still run into unfortunate situations where some people feel the need to treat you like garbage. I like to think I've earned some brownie points along the way. Obviously for some people its never quite good enough. Just don't show up at my place or work and let loose on me. I extend the same courtesy to you afterall.

I know that I can't be responsible for the decisions other people choose to make. Its just frustrating when people seem to think they can do as they please AND avoid consequences at the same time. I have a great empathy for law enforcement here. I don't make the rules. I may not always agree with the rules but I am still expected, as part of my job, to enforce the rules. That's just life. I'm sure I wasn't always an angel growing up either but really, there comes a point when someone has to take responsibility for their actions, and until that happens, the consequences are usually the same old thing. In the end I don't want to sound like a prison guard or a traffic cop. Work with me and we can accomplish things much more easily instead. :)

(On the brighter side, I'm just waiting to get a quote on some soccer uniforms and then I can go ahead with the order. The boys are going to look pretty sharp this year I tell you. Can't wait to see the snazzy new duds)


Anonymous said...

Some people just don't like rules and when somebody enforces them they lash out at the wrong people. An Old Saying; "You only get out of life what you put into it". How True. It seems a certain percentage of human population don't understand that phrase and never will.You will run into this group of people now and again and have to manage them. But remember that you do not have to go home with them and tomorrow is a new day. Don't forget to show on your blog those new uniforms as we all would like too see them. Don't let the negative people manage your mindset. Save your mind for those who cherish it.

Anonymous said...

Sometimes you are the windshield, sometimes you are the bug. Year four can be rough. They know you well enough to act against you.Paul

Matt, Kara and Hunter said...

Ahhh being yelled at outside the northern.... been there, done that. Well actually it was my husband getting yelled at. Of course it was my husbands fault that the person in question slept in, did not show up for their appointment, and now had to wait until the next day to pick something up. Yes, my husband was completely to blame.

I like Faro.