My mom was a substitute teacher in public schools. Thankless job, that. I had more than one fistfight over it, since kids can be so incredibly rude to sub teachers, and you know, I might be a bitch to my mom, but I'll be damned if someone else is rude to her. Harumph.
For all the tribulations of her time as a substitute teacher, my mom says very little, except: "There is nothing so unpleasant as an eighth grade girl."Setting aside her likely internalized misogyny, I have to say that I agree. When I was an eighth-grade girl, I was horrible. Horrible. So I was amused to find that my blog's readability requires a junior high education. Maybe if I didn't purposefully misspell words or use incorrect grammar or cuss, I'd rise to the level of high school. But fuck that. Junior high it is.
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Mine is High School apparently.
Anyways, pass this note to Brandon. He is soooooooo cute! And are you going to the dance? giggle giggle
Happy NaBloPoMo! I found you through the Randomizer.
Hi! Your site came up on the NaBloPoMo randomizer for the 7 Weird/Random Things About Me meme. You can read about it on my post at http://www.ljcfyi.com/2007/11/i-joined-nablopomo-and-got-tagged-by.html
Um, Chris? I think you might have me confused with someone else. I don't know a Brandon ...
But happy day to you anyway!
It was joke. You know, all 8th grade usually have a Brandon. But if I have to explain it, I guess it isn't that funny.
But have a happy NaBloPoMo anyway.
Doh. I am so earnest that even a clever play on the junior high theme was way over my head. blink.
Thanks for bringing light to the humor-impaired! :-)
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