Helicopter ParentsBack when young ScaryDuck worked in the Dole office rather than simply queuing in it, he had to deal with a claimant brought in by his mum. She did all the talking. He was 40 years old.
Have you had to deal with over-protective parents? Get your Dad to tell us all about it.
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chthonic, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 15:13)
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Not Guilty, m'LudMy posting on the first page regarding the school that I went to and my parents brought back so memories where my parents turned out to be pretty decent guys and that the school was run by a bunch of sadists.
I had moved through the school and reached the grand old age of 11.
My teacher was a ginger haired git with a centre parting. Let’s call him Kenny.
Checking our work at his desk with us standing next to him he tells me to go through to the library next door.
I do and wait for a few minutes until he comes through and tells me to go down to the headmaster’s room.
After a while he comes down to the headmaster and they question me about how much money I get per day (6d – train fare), what I spent it on and to empty my pockets.
I’m then told to go back to class.
One of my pals told me that after he had sent me down to the head, he returned to the class and took my blazer in to the library which he then returned.
No-one knew what was going on and someone said that there had been some thefts of money.
After lunch I asked Kenny whether the incident was closed (which I thought was quite ballsy for an 11 year old) and he responded “Why? Do you have a guilty conscience?”
“Ho! Ho! Ho!” went the class much to my embarrassment.
That evening I told my parents that “something quite strange happened at school”.
The headmaster was duly summoned to explain the actions of Kenny.
It transpires that he smelt cigarette smoke on me.
My mum dropped me off every morning and she smoked in the car… so no surprise there.
It was pointed out that an illegal search had taken place and that I was being considered a thief by my peers. Needless to say, the school tried to blame my pal for suggesting that it was to do with money.
The very next day at school, Kenny enters the class and he then proceeds to apologise to me in front of all of my classmates. He also announced that there was absolutely no suggestion that I was pilfering money.
Yep… pretty good parents when all is said and done.
(, Fri 11 Sep 2009, 15:16, Reply)
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