Wednesday, August 02, 2006

"I'm tired of this bullshit!"

That was the line from one of my students, in regards to dealing with her kid (emergency room visits, getting called to school, mischievous behavior, etc..). "I should let his little motherf#@%ing ass sit and bleed next time. Sheeeeet. And then, he drank my whole bottle of water! What kind of shit is that?"

They never said kids are easy to deal with it.

PS. AND... this is someone who said she wants to work with children! Yes, that'd be a great day care center.
And they keep getting shorter...

Yesterday, a student came in with a mini-mini skirt. It was so short that standing up, I could almost see her panties. Now imagine how much she showed when she sat down!

And she didn't exactly sit "like a lady".

I know there's a heatwave on, but ladies... do you have to wear such short skirts? And how short can they get before they're not skirts anymore, just a sash.

I didn't want to embarass her, so I didn't mention it. But next time, I'm going to have to send her to the front office.

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Another "whoa" moment..

One of my students was looking up her baby's daddy (on the NYS Dept of Corrections site), when she says "Oh no! I hope they don't meet up!"

When I asked her what she meant, she said "Two of my baby daddies are in the same facility. I hope they don't meet up. They hate each other."

Yes... "whoa".


*Note: She said "two of them", as in "two of the four". Hopefully, they won't ALL meet up in prison.
The Returnees

Sometimes we have students who return after a few months. Sometimes they return after working for a while. Sometimes they return after being in other programs. Sometimes, they just haven't done anything.

There are two categories of students that I dislike:

1) The BS'ers, and the 2) The Sloths

Okay, first the Sloths. These students haven't done anything, when given a chance they don't take it. Not out of fear, but out of laziness. They'll say, "I don't want that job, it doesn't pay enough." BEFORE you've even told them how much it pays. They'll show up late to the interview (if they show up at all), and say something like "Well, I didn't want to work there anyway. They have an attitude." Then ask you to get them another interview. They'll sit at home, doing NOTHING, then complain about how long it's taking to get their GED.

The BS'ers, aren't good liars. They're actually bad at it. But that doesn't stop them from BS'ing. They tell you they were working, but if you check up and call that job, you're told they haven't worked there for over a month. And when you confront the BS'er, they'll tell you "What? They must have made a mistake, I was there about a week ago." Or, they'll call in too sick to leave the house, and then you get a call from a family member looking for them because their kid is sick. And when you bring it up, "Oh! umm... that must have been when I, uh... went to the doctor's office." Then you catch them telling a friend they went to some party somewhere. Or better yet, when they tell YOU they went to a party, forgetting the lie they had just told you an hour ago.

Now, I usually don't mind students who have no ambition, because.. hey, maybe they haven't had their "moment" yet, or maybe they don't know that there is something better. But the Sloths... ugh. They know better, they just don't choose to live having as much handed to them as possible. With the BS'ers, I can understand someone telling a white lie here and there, but the BS'ers are like amateurs trying to get by in the major league. They going through life doing SO much to do get SO little. They expend so much effort to get something they could have had just by saying "Sorry, I messed up. Can I have another chance?"
"How you like them apples!"

So, "Smarty" got a job. Hooray. It's not that I hated her, or even disliked her. I just didn't like her attitude.

She's educated, but thinks that puts her above other people in the same situation. She knows how to behave, but has bad habits. She's smart, but thinks she knows it all.

Anyway, she made some comment under her breath like, "I found a job, I'm out of here... aren't you glad?", and "...couldn't wait til I was gone." I caught it, and said "I'm happy for you, but I don't hate you. It's that I know you can do better than what you showed here."

BAM! You can't get a better parting shot than that.

*Seriously, I do wish her well, but you can't "take the pebble from my hand".