I had a book thrown at me this morning…it missed. The best part was when the kid defended himself with, “But I MEANT to hit June!” Needless to say it didn’t fly and we engaged the old “You Throw, You Go” rule. This should not be confused with the “You Hit, You Sit” rule which implies a different action but similar consequences. (I sure wish I could have enforced these rules during my time in retail).
I also watched this kid almost wipe the nastiest booger on his friend’s leg–only to wipe it on the rug when I caught him. I made the punk wash his hands…and then I couldn’t stop staring at this humongous booger on the floor.
I found this little gal hiding under a table with a pair of scissors and a piece of hair wrapped in her fingers. I caught her right before she took a big chunk out of her hair. Kids show up all the time with weird bangs and hunks of their hair-do missing but there is no way that’s happening on my time!
The end is near with report writing…but I just learned that we’ll be doing the whole thing over again in May. That sucks so bad…I can’t even tell you. That gives me four months to somehow make this process easier…somehow.