Ce Lo Green had something right.

You know, today should have been a good day.

C, who is always a bastion of hilarity, asked me, "Can I bring my ninja sword to school tomorrow?"

I tilted my head to the side and said, "Uhh...no?"

He replies, "But it says 'Bring me to Ms. L' every day when I see it." 

You can't make this stuff up, friends. 

But today's afterschool meeting made me want to get up and quit.  And sing Ce Lo's lyrics.

Without going into much detail because it a) would be unprofessional and more importantly b) pisses me off to no end and I might scream...

Here's the Reader's Digest -

I spent half an hour getting berated by a superior and a colleague in front of a student and a parent when they basically said that the reason this kid wasn't learning was me.  

Oh really? 

Then they told me that my instruction wasn't rigorous enough and he was switching classes so he would be more challenged. 

OH.  GO.  FUCK.  YOURSELF.  BOTH. OF. YOU. 


I almost quit.  YOU do NOT say those things in front of a student and parent when you have NEVER said those things to me in private.  

DO NOT FUCKING THROW ME UNDER THE BUS. 

And please, please, explain to me how these new teachers will be more fucking rigorous.  They draw fucking pictures for half of the day.  They're still learning how to divide in math class. 

Ce Lo is singing to both of you right now.