I’ve had parent-teacher conferences last week and this week. Today I had some time to run to Wal*Mart before they began and on impulse bought one of those adorable Ben & Jerry’s tubs that holds two mouthfuls of ice cream. I grabbed a spoon and went down to the basement at school to inhale it in secret, and it turns out that they provide a spoon! The bad news: It it so tiny it makes eating such a miniscule amount of ice cream take for-EH-ver, so kudos to them for winning the mind game.
In other news, I just want to complain a little bit about something that I am completely guilty of. (Not just ending sentences with prepositions.) It is forgetting appointments.
When a parent forgets their conference, I completely understand. Life happens. What I don’t like is how when they apologize the next day I say, “That’s ok! Let’s just set up another one!”
Positive Professionalism is at war with Whiny Soul – the one who says, “I was here already. I’ve put in my time.”
Hush now, Whiny Soul. You’ve missed plenty of appointments yourself.
Whiny Soul: But…..
I said hush. Have some ice cream.