Janitor: 'School's closed!'
Me: 'But I have a playing exam on Wednesday. Look, it won't take long.'
Janitor (over roar of snowblower): 'I can't hear you.'
Me: 'I HAVE A PLAYING EXAM ON WEDNESDAY.'
Janitor: 'SCHOOL'S CLOSED.'
At first, I was convinced that the inflexibility was because I'm not stunningly beautiful, but I'm not sure anyone would be able to counter such a ridiculous policy. I came to school, I'd have been supervised -- hell, I even had my student ID -- and I wasn't allowed because I'm a delinquent sixteen-year-old and who knows what I could have done. School is an institution established for the benefit of the student, so it's only logical to make sure that the student has as few rights as possible.
High school has been fun and all, but it's also worn pretty thin in places.
Can you see the real me?
2 comments:
I actually heard this story about kids last year sneaking into the school through a broken window or something so they could get their books when the school was closed for a snow day.
Whether they got caught or not, no one ever told me.
(I think you should break in and get your clarinet. It's only fair...)
Good call, Sophia. The head prefect in you is coming out.
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