In this case, I think he's referring to current, card-carrying DUmbass teachers/Administrators that overstepped their authority.
Come to find out the Beach Bunnie signed away that one.
No, one of my bunlets was being bullied. I advocated busting the kid in the face but it turned into a small gang thing and I'm not eager to see the boy surrounded and heel-stomped.
So I confronted 1 of the kids at the bus stop Monday.
MSB: You ever touch my boy again I'll haul you in front of the principal; do you understand me?
KID: (smiling) Yeah, ok.
MSB: You will address me as sir.
KID: (smile fading) yes sir.
Well it turns out the largest of the other little bastards grabbed my kid from behind around the neck and told him if he told me about anything he'd kick the boy's ass. The Beach Bunnie convinced me that going to the principal would be far less troublesome than going to the kid's house packing a 10# sledge hammer to teach dad the lesson he should have taught his brat.
So I went to the school. I didn't think abut it at the time but I was in uniform when I went and I was very agitated when I told principal that my father's instincts had me stressing. On the way out I thought, "Oh shit, he probably thinks I have PTSD."
meh...if it works to my advantage.
The next day the principal phoned me to say that he had the 3 worst offenders (no strangers to him) in his office in front of the school cop and they told the boys in no uncertain terms that if there was another report people were being led off in handcuffs.
The boy I confronted made it a point to sit with my son on the bus on the way home last night and they had a friendly conversation. I told my son if he stays friendly it may mean this kid just needs a better crew to hang with and if so he is welcome to visit our home.
Still, I'm re-wrapping the handle on the sledge...just in case.
Confront it head-on Jinx...such is the way of the world.
