School Days... Never Again

Tonight was Meet the Teacher night at my son's middle school.  What amazes me is that when I was young, I distinctly remember that parents actually met the teacher - as in could have a conversation or exchange a word or two about their kid, etc.  Ever since my kids have been in middle school meet the teacher night is really - see the hell your kids have trying to get through the halls to their classes. 

Parents follow their kid's schedule - go to class; have about 3 minutes for the teacher to tell you who they are, maybe a bit about what the year will hold; fill out a sheet showing you were there; then it's off to the races again.  It's ridiculous!

I'm glad they have them so I at least have a face and a name, but I could have been done in 30 minutes.  Instead it took almost 2 hours!  Most of the time spent changing classes.  Trying to get past parents that are just moseying down the hall and don't care that they are blocking traffic or trying to avoid all of the kids that the school specifically asked parents not to bring because of congestion issues.  I'm talking little kids, not necessarily the middle school kids.  As a result, I have a headache from hell and a lack of patience to accompany it.

Who's bright idea was it to do it that way in the first place? 

I have a new book to read this weekend:

The Abduction by Mark Gimenez Read more about this title...