This is my 100th post on my blog!!! I’ve gotten there slightly slow, but I’m building up a collection of writing of my own history. That’s an exciting thing.
So, they painted numbers on the parking spots before this school year started. Doesn’t make sense since this is a middle school and we have no students driving to school. There’s no rhyme or reason to assign parking spots. But ok, I can go along with it.
When they explained everything about the parking spots, we were told if anyone ever parks in the spot we were assigned, we were to park in visitor parking temporarily and then inform one of the assistant principals. At that point they would take care of tracking down the offender and getting the vehicle removed from our assigned spot.
So this morning I get to school, and for the first time all year someone is in my parking spot. I follow through with the procedure they set up at the beginning of the school year. The email I get back?
“Don’t worry about it. It happened to me the other day. I got to park across the street in what was a better spot.”
I follow the freakin’ procedures and I get a “don’t worry about it”? What’s so difficult about this? Did you find that it was too hard to enforce these parking spots? Why did you assign these spots in the first place?
This is not the only thing they have ignored at this school and refused to enforce. I’m making a list for my exit interview.
In other news, it’s my dad’s birthday today.
I also got to have a second birthday dinner. The Boss and I went and ate with friends at a Saltgrass Steakhouse. We’re talking about the best chicken fried steak I’ve ever had (except for one time when The Boss made them, and that ranks second all-time).