Sort of… I had parked my car out of necessaty in a big parking garage in a big city. I don’t like parking garages, nor big cities, so that was a bad start to begin with. Ifinished my business, and went to my car, only not to find it where I parked it. Panick, and the big oh no feeling, thinking my car had been stolen. Went to the parking attendant to tell him my car was stolen, and he sort of said, that that would be near impossible, and very stupid for any thief as there are camera’s everywhere. He asked a few more questions, and then told me to follow him, and he led me straight to my car.
It wasn’t a classroom, it was a teachers conference. I had been bullied severely in high school for several years after coming out and a couple days previously there was a serious incident which I’m not going to share for personal reasons- the bare bones is there was an incompetent substitute teacher and some not nice people decided to take some liberties. Both my parents were understandably angry and decided that, since parents evening was a couple of days away, they would use the time to talk to the principal.
This man was sweating with nerves giving every half baked answer you would expect from a monkey in a suit. It was almost funny how much he squirmed, whilst my mother was getting more and more agitated, eventually shouting at this man demanding he give a straight answer and sort this situation out before she decided to get higher authorities and the press involved. So there me and my parents are in a little office next to the entrance hall where most of the other parents are ( this detail gets relevant later) and my mama gets started- “why was the teacher hired? Why were they not in the room for most of the lesson? You new my child was being bullied and so far you’ve done nothing. How are the bullies being penalised?”
This man was sweating with nerves giving every half baked answer you would expect from a monkey in a suit. It was almost funny how much he squirmed, whilst my mother was getting more and more agitated, eventually shouting at this man demanding he give a straight answer and sort this situation out before she decided to get higher authorities and the press involved. Then this silly snake of a man said it. He turned to my dad and said “get your woman under control!” My dad was not having that AT ALL. Now both of my parents are shouting, my dad indignant at the statement and my mother angry that the principal would dare to tell her to be quiet concerning the welfare of her child. Eventually the principal said that if we didn’t leave he would call the police to escourt us out.
But, you must realize that most teachers were also disappointed with the appointment of Betsy DeVos. Students will occasionally overhear what the teachers say to each other, especially the new or younger teachers who are not aware of this. In schools, the talk about the president largely goes on between students repeating their parent’s view. I recall a student saying that Obama should get assassinated. I reprimanded him with the warning that if the president were assassinated or there was even an attempt, I would have to report to the authorities what he had said.
I thanked him profusely, and he said that that happened a lot!!. Up to this day, I think that aliens stole my car, studied it thoroughly, and then put it back in the parking garage in a different place!!!!!! What else could it possibly be. When I was around 7 or 8 my parents split up for a while and my mom got together with this guy, who I’ll refer to as “Jeff”. At first, he was actually really nice and my mom liked him a lot. Then things took a bit of a dark turn and I didn’t process it at the time. There are two main incidents that I remember that were really creepy/disturbing.