Wednesday, July 27, 2005


I say, "So, Mrs. NameWithheld, we need to talk about your son."

"What about him?" she inquires.

"Well, he just stabbed another child with a screwdriver," I say, trying my hardest not to include expletives in my rendition of the day's events.

"Oh, he did?" she says nonchalantly. "Just go send him to time out for a few minutes."

At that point I say nothing, primarily because I am speechless.


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