Crazy Parent

And if my day wasn't already exciting enough (see below), I had a meeting after school with Crazy Parent and her slightly more sane husband (CP is the one who forbid me from contacting her regarding his missing work because it was "my job to make sure he got it in, not hers", homework was just "pointless busy work" anyway because "schooling should only take place between the hours of 8 and 3" and reminded me that "her tax dollars paid my salary". The reason for this meeting: D. failed most of his classes for the 2nd quarter, too, and is now in danger of retention.

This time, I had the principal sit in on the meeting with me. And I came armed with LOADS of evidence, including recent (failed) tests, his scores for this new marking period so far, a list of the work he's ALREADY missing and proof that he was, in fact, writing his assignments in his planner (to make sure his parents couldn't put any of the fault back on me). I don't know if it was the mountain of paperwork I had to support me or the presence of Mrs. A, but CP was much less crazy this time around.

THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' 'BOUT.

What? WHY?

So the other day, Mom (Indian Name: Woman Who Makes Me Look Sane) sent me a link to the following Dateline story, warning me not to fall prey to this psychopath:

A man is targeting mothers in SUVs, out for a day of shopping at the mall in southern Florida

It seems to have escaped her attention that I'm not a mother, let alone one in an SUV. Next I'll be getting emails like this:

"OMG! Watch out for THIS guy! 'Jewish black men being targeted at gay pride parades.' "

Good lookin' out, Mom.