I was working an office shift at the school today. First, a little background.
A boy was caught texting in the middle of a lesson. The school has a very strict policy on phones. If a child is caught with a phone, it is confiscated. It is then put in the office, and the child has to take a letter home to their parents. The parents then sign the letter, confirming that they are aware that their child is not supposed to have a phone in class, and when the letter is returned, the child gets their phone back.
It was the end of the school day, and the child that was caught texting showed up at the office door. I know this child, and he is 11 years old, at the oldest. He BANGED on the door very hard. A co-worker went over.
CW: Excuse me, please don't bang on the door like that.
Child: I want my phone back.
CW: Do you have your signed letter.
Child: I said I WANT my phone back!
CW: Do not take that attitude with me young man or I will report you.
Child: Give me MY PHONE!
CW: Do you have your letter?
Child: I'm not giving YOU any letter!
CW: Well until I get that letter signed, you are not getting your phone. I will be reporting you to the head of year for your manners.
She closed the door. We saw the child storm out the school.
About two minutes later, his mother appeared. She slammed her hands on the front desk.
M: WHERE IS THE PHONE?!?!
CW went to talk to her. I immediately got on the phone to the staff room and requested that a senior member of staff come down right away.
CW: I have already told your son that when he returns the letter, he can have his phone back.
M: YOU ARE A THIEF! GIVE ME HIS PHONE BACK! NOOOOOOOWWWW!
The deputy head appeared.
DH: Please keep your voice down!
M: WHHHHHYYYY DID YOU STTEEEEEEEAAAALLL HIS PHONE?
DH: Your son was caught texting in the middle of a lesson...
M: OH SO FUCKING WHAT?!
DH: Keep your language clean. You are in a school. Like I said, your sons phone was confiscated...
M: YOU MEAN STOLEN!
DH: No, confiscated. He can have the phone back once he or you have returned the letter...
M: YOU MEAN THIS LETTER?
She held it up.
DH: Yes, that letter.
M: RIGHT!
She started tearing the letter to shreds, and threw it all over the floor. Everyone stood, completely silent. There were about six members of staff and a dozen children watching. DH started shaking his head in shame.
DH: Customersruinmylife, can you get the phone for me?
M: ABOUT FUCKING TIME!
I gave DH the phone, he handed it to M.
DH: Don't you EVER come into this school again.
DH walked off. My co-workers and I stood with our arms folded, shaking our heads as well.
M: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU ALL STARING AT?!
She stormed out.
I guess I will never truely get away from the crazies.
A boy was caught texting in the middle of a lesson. The school has a very strict policy on phones. If a child is caught with a phone, it is confiscated. It is then put in the office, and the child has to take a letter home to their parents. The parents then sign the letter, confirming that they are aware that their child is not supposed to have a phone in class, and when the letter is returned, the child gets their phone back.
It was the end of the school day, and the child that was caught texting showed up at the office door. I know this child, and he is 11 years old, at the oldest. He BANGED on the door very hard. A co-worker went over.
CW: Excuse me, please don't bang on the door like that.
Child: I want my phone back.
CW: Do you have your signed letter.
Child: I said I WANT my phone back!
CW: Do not take that attitude with me young man or I will report you.
Child: Give me MY PHONE!
CW: Do you have your letter?
Child: I'm not giving YOU any letter!
CW: Well until I get that letter signed, you are not getting your phone. I will be reporting you to the head of year for your manners.
She closed the door. We saw the child storm out the school.
About two minutes later, his mother appeared. She slammed her hands on the front desk.
M: WHERE IS THE PHONE?!?!
CW went to talk to her. I immediately got on the phone to the staff room and requested that a senior member of staff come down right away.
CW: I have already told your son that when he returns the letter, he can have his phone back.
M: YOU ARE A THIEF! GIVE ME HIS PHONE BACK! NOOOOOOOWWWW!
The deputy head appeared.
DH: Please keep your voice down!
M: WHHHHHYYYY DID YOU STTEEEEEEEAAAALLL HIS PHONE?
DH: Your son was caught texting in the middle of a lesson...
M: OH SO FUCKING WHAT?!
DH: Keep your language clean. You are in a school. Like I said, your sons phone was confiscated...
M: YOU MEAN STOLEN!
DH: No, confiscated. He can have the phone back once he or you have returned the letter...
M: YOU MEAN THIS LETTER?
She held it up.
DH: Yes, that letter.
M: RIGHT!
She started tearing the letter to shreds, and threw it all over the floor. Everyone stood, completely silent. There were about six members of staff and a dozen children watching. DH started shaking his head in shame.
DH: Customersruinmylife, can you get the phone for me?
M: ABOUT FUCKING TIME!
I gave DH the phone, he handed it to M.
DH: Don't you EVER come into this school again.
DH walked off. My co-workers and I stood with our arms folded, shaking our heads as well.
M: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU ALL STARING AT?!
She stormed out.
I guess I will never truely get away from the crazies.
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