I am just not sure who that anger is directed at. Me or my sons school???? I took him up to get his books for school today. This process took a total of 20 mins last year. This year, it was like we were a bunch of cattle being prodded through an assembly line of tables. Very through, but annoying to those of us that have already done our homework so to speak. So, we get his new schedule which is now different then the one they mailed. The one in the mail is correct but we have to use the one they gave us today. Now to a new table to make changes. But, We have to sign in to see a counselor, two on site and the hallway is packed with parents and students waiting. I tell the lady I am in need of a seat as I recently had surgery and I watch as she walks into a room full of chairs and comes out and says non are available. My son spots two people leaving and grabs those spots. Now to the CHAIRS...imagine me yelling every time I cap! They are OLD computer ROLLING chairs lined up in a small hallway that we are all now cozy with each other. (Smiley face). I jab my foot under my rollers to stop them from rolling away and try to maintain a comfortable position. (Frown face) I say to my son "let's hope 20 mins goes fast." He looks at me with such pity and then says "Mom, she said 20 mins per student ahead of us. That's like over a 2 hour wait we have." Oh my God. The tears almost immediately came out. And I am not a crier (although that is up for serious debate lately). I sat for about 5 mins and RAGE set in. How on earth could they not have a better system set up! 2 hours!!! UNREAL!!! So, I calmly walk back up to the lady and tell her I must have misunderstood. Was it really a 2 hour wait. She looks at the list and says "maybe and hour and a half or so." Really??? Trying to make it sound better??? Not working. I explain my situation again, hating the fact that she has insulted me once by neglecting to get me a chair and now I have to explain to her that I cannot sit in these GOD AWFUL chairs for 2 hours and know she could give a rats ass. I get it. She has probably heard everything. But this really pisses me off. So nope, she's not going to do anything about it. And it's in black in white- simple change my son needs- remember, one schedule is right, the other is wrong. It's not like we want to get I to a different class!!! So I tell her to cross us off and I will have to figure something out. She says "oh I understand, you cannot sit here for that long if you have had surgery!" OH MY GOD! Then ask someone if we can do something in this situation!!! I wanted to lose it except for the fact I was with my son. Thank God he is a teenager and could handle some of my raging.
So, I am not sure if I am more mad at the school system or my 'disability' and not having the balls to stand up for myself. Why shouldn't I have demanded to see administration? Maybe ask to see her superior to see if they could do something. I would do it for anyone else in this situation in a heartbeat. I fight for my friends and family til I am exhausted. Why can't I do that for me? Why is it so damn hard to stand up for oneself and demand better!?! (Well, at least me) And what do they do for people with more apparent handicaps? Are the going to make them wait in a hallway for 2 hours as well? I cannot imagine my best friend who is going through chemo holding her barf bag next to her while she patiently waits her turn. Maybe our school just SUCKS! Or that lady has never dealt with someone in need of a little extra help.
Footnote:
1: sorry for using the Lords name in vain
2: sorry for swearing!
3: flipping 3rd month mark!!! Argh!!! Emotions are all over...my poor sweet husband! (And children)
4: thanks for reading and letting me vent
So, I am not sure if I am more mad at the school system or my 'disability' and not having the balls to stand up for myself. Why shouldn't I have demanded to see administration? Maybe ask to see her superior to see if they could do something. I would do it for anyone else in this situation in a heartbeat. I fight for my friends and family til I am exhausted. Why can't I do that for me? Why is it so damn hard to stand up for oneself and demand better!?! (Well, at least me) And what do they do for people with more apparent handicaps? Are the going to make them wait in a hallway for 2 hours as well? I cannot imagine my best friend who is going through chemo holding her barf bag next to her while she patiently waits her turn. Maybe our school just SUCKS! Or that lady has never dealt with someone in need of a little extra help.
Footnote:
1: sorry for using the Lords name in vain
2: sorry for swearing!
3: flipping 3rd month mark!!! Argh!!! Emotions are all over...my poor sweet husband! (And children)
4: thanks for reading and letting me vent
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