The school called, it was Mrs. Conway, who is a general office assistant that has probably been working there since the school opened in 1907.
She says, “I’m just calling to check on Isaiah.”
Me: “Okay, what do you need?”
Mrs. Conway: “Is he ill? I have a note here that he’s absent.”
Me: “No, I dropped Isaiah off this morning at school. He’s THERE.”
Pause
Me: “He IS there, right? Why don’t you go and check?!”
She calls back a minute later and says that he is indeed there, he’d been marked TARDY, not ABSENT.
And that took 10 years off my life.
4 comments:
OHMY! 10 years at a minimum. Wow. That would have scared the sh*t out of me.
Parents.
Worst.
Nightmare.
WOW.
I'm so glad he's found. Whew.
I have to tell you when I was teaching I did this at least three times a year. The secretary would be about ready to strangle me. Honestly with the morning shuffle it easily happens because I would mark someone absent and then they would come in late and I would forget to go grab the attendance sheet and mark him tardy or the sheet would be gone by that time. Now that I am a mom I can't imagine the heart attacks I gave, lol
OMG! I totally understand how you feel!
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