F is for Fail

A few weeks ago I wrote a Grocery Store rant. I’m on a roll folks, today it’s a School rant.

Someone from the High School called me the other day. I didn’t realize it until later on when I turned my cell phone on and got the message. I think that the school thought I was getting divorced. The message was that they saw that I had taken my husband’s phone numbers off of all the school paperwork for the upcoming year and they wanted to check in to see if they understood that correctly.

Hell yes, you understood that correctly. And nope, it’s not anything going on with me, it’s what’s going on with you.

Let me explain: I have a home phone. I talk about it here: DO NOT Call Me!. When I’m home, my cell is off or charging and I take calls on the home phone. When I leave the house, I grab my cell and that’s when I turn it on. So every year I fill out the school paperwork explaining that they should always try the home phone first. If they don’t reach me they can move on to my cell next. They should get me at one of those two places. If they can’t, in case of emergency, they can then try my husband’s work and my husband’s cell.

And every time they call, they call either my cell, my husband’s work or my husband’s cell. Over the years I’ve put my request in capital letters, written it in red, circled the home phone number, talked to the office, emailed, talked to my son’s advisor, you get the idea. And they NEVER call my home phone.

Sometimes the school sends out automated alerts. This happens when there’s a snow day, a change in testing or scheduling, or in the event of a lockdown. When there’s a snow day what do they do? They email me, email my husband, call home, call my cell, call my husband’s work number AND call my husband’s cell. ‘Cause we need to know six ways to Sunday that the crawl at the bottom of the TV news is right and we’re having a snow day.

But when there was a shooting in a local school and my kids went into lockdown, do you know how I found out? My brother, 1500 miles away, saw it on the news and called me. The school opted to call NONE of our numbers.

When the school left the message on my cell the other day, I was home making dinner.

Teriyaki Wingettes

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When my son had his cell taken away in class, the Vice Principal called my husband’s cell phone. Husband was at work. In a meeting. He had to leave the meeting to take the call, then call me so I could deal with it. I was at home, a half mile from the school. Yes, I’m rolling my eyes.

So after four years we’ve had enough. No divorce, just take my husband off of your list. How much do you want to bet they keep calling him anyway? Think Vegas’ll give us the odds on that one?

And by the way, if my kids followed directions as well as their educators do, they’d get an “F”. And probably detention.

Done ranting. Thanks, I feel much better. Carry on, nothing to see here.

Teriyaki Wingettes
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Printable Recipe

 

Ingredients:
1/2 cup Soy Sauce
1/2 cup vegetable oil
2 TBSP molasses
1 clove minced garlic
1 tsp ground ginger
2 tsp dry mustard
Approximately 2 1/2 lbs of Chicken Wingettes 

Directions:
 *Mix all marinade ingredients together. Pour over the wingettes and marinate overnight.
*Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
*Spray a rimmed baking sheet with no-stick spray.
*Take wingettes out of marinade and place on baking sheet so all of the wings are on the pan, none are on top of each other.
*Bake for 30 minutes, flip wings over to other side and bake 30 more minutes.
*NOTE: I often make these ahead of time, baking 25 minutes per side and storing in the refrigerator. When I want to serve them, I heat them outside on the grill, but just a few minutes per side until hot.