Yesterday morning I had a doctor’s appointment. Thankfully, Bert* gets to use sick time to cover the kids for me when this happens. My appointment was early, so Bert took the kids to school so I could get a shower in beforehand.
Bert has taken the kids to school before, so (despite my control-freak nature) I didn’t feel the need to give him any specific instructions. It was a Lukie day, so he had to park and walk the kids across the street and then take Lukie into his classroom. He’s done it before. And it’s pretty straight forward.
Or so I thought.
Upon his return, I asked him how things had gone. “Okay, but I had to yell at the parking lot attendant,” he told me.
“What?!?” I demanded. (My van is very recognizable, as it has Uppercase Living info on the back. Plus, EVERYONE knows my kids.) I was horrified – not only that Bert had felt the need to get into it with someone, but because the parking lot attendant is a teacher at the school. One who spends every morning out there, freezing her tail off, so that the kids don’t get run over.
“What happened?” I asked, dumbfounded.
“Well, I drove into the parking lot from XY Street and this woman was standing there, blocking my way. I waved at her to get out of my way (cue: Bert madly waving his arms), but she wouldn’t move. Then she came up and said, ‘I know you don’t do this very often, but you need to come in the other way.’ I told her that they should have the entrance FLAGGED OFF, so that people like me, who ‘don’t do this very often’, KNOW this.”
“What’d she say?” I asked.
“Nothing. She just stood there,” Bert said. “Then I had to back up out onto XY street and go around the block to get into the parking lot!” Bert said indignantly.
“You’re supposed to pull into the parking lot from XX Street,” I said. “It’s always been that way. We do it that way every time we go to the school.”
“Well, that’s bullshit,” he said, ending the discussion.
Sheesh. It’s a good thing I don’t have any more appointments coming up. ‘Cause I don’t think Bert will be taking the kids to school again any time soon.
*Names have been changed to protect the guilty.
6 responses so far ↓
1 morethananelectrician // Feb 20, 2009 at 10:45 pm
You should have some kind of flag to put on the van when someone “different” is behind the wheel. Like a red flag for danger!!!!
2 Liz // Feb 21, 2009 at 11:47 am
Ah! Husbands!!! My favorite is watching Ernie (name has been changed to protect the stupid) give the girls food…it is like appetizer central…but he wil cut their apple into any shape the choose!
He will probably remember to go in from XX street next time!
3 Gwen // Feb 21, 2009 at 4:09 pm
Liz, how are your 100 pushups going? (I think even “Bert” dropped out…). Sorry for the off-topic comment, but I want to know!
4 Liz // Feb 22, 2009 at 1:01 pm
Gwen…I start over all the time..>I get to week 2 and forget about it…
Should we all try again? How are you doing with it?
5 Gwen // Feb 22, 2009 at 4:50 pm
I think we should all start again… the 6-week program has taken me 6 MONTHS but I got up to 50! (from the knee). When I started I could do 8. Progress, right? You and Susan should do awesome since you also do several kid-lifts per day
6 Liz // Feb 25, 2009 at 11:02 pm
Let’s having starting date!
Great job on the 50! It does take some dedication and sometimes beer gets in my way!
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