Friday, February 28, 2014

Friday Fragments: Southern Fashion on the Job

Apparently it's a week where I'm talking about fashion.

You know you are southern when you are out to dinner downtown on a Friday night and a young up an comer walks by in his collared shirt, thin sweater and blazer and you think he's missed the mark because he forgot his bow-tie!


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I hate calling parents. I find it one of the parts of my job I dislike the most, in part, because I hate talking on the phone in general.  I especially hate it when I have to speak to a parent about their child's difficulties when I know they think the failure is mine... when they don't want to admit this was a problem in previous years and they insist the problem is only in my room.

I'm not in this business because I dislike children.  I have a soft spot for ALL of them, even the ones that push my buttons. I consider it a personal failure when they don't succeed in my classroom, but if a parent cannot meet me half way, there is only so much I can do!


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Another fashion tip: a t-shirt from a treasured area fishing store, along with ball cap and pair of jeans is fine for your son's Saturday morning basketball game at a church. Pairing it with a pair of light gray, high-heeled boots that are more dressy than cowboy, will certainly get you noticed, but perhaps not in the way you were hoping!

Trust a girl who is planning to wear her yoga pants to work!

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A parent showed up at dismissal one day this week, without an appointment, wanting to meet with me.  I often wonder if the parents that do this also show up unannounced demanding to meet with to their doctor, lawyer, or accountant.  I understand I'm responsible for educating their most precious possession, their child, but I too am a professional and I have responsibilities that often mean I can't drop everything to talk to them and still get what I need finished so I can do my job effectively and move on to the personal life I'm allowed to have.


Half-Past Kissin' Time

18 comments:

Diane said...

Dealing with all those parents can't be an easy job! I've always tried to be overly supportive when a teacher calls me, especially if the call is due to bad behavior on my son's part. They always seem so grateful (and almost bewildered) when they realize I am totally on their side. I have great respect for all of you!

Cyndy @ Back in the Bush said...

I am sure calling parents would be one of my least favorite tasks if I were a teacher, too, for the same reasons you listed. That just sounds dreadful!
Showing up without an appointment would irritate the crap outta me too.

retired not tired said...

So glad I am past those days however I am now making calls on behalf of my own parents to provide them with better care.

Doreen McGettigan said...

It used to be the kids that were worried about the teacher's call to their parents. Not teachers afraid to call parents.
I wish we still taught our kids to respect teachers.
Your fashion fragments...lol.
doreenmcgettigan.com

Laurie Matherne said...

Doreen is correct. I used to be afraid to tell my parents about misbehaving or bad grades in school, lest they discipline me or sent a note to the teacher for discipline there. I dislike having bad news for parents. One school that I worked at had a club for the "overachievers." One thing they did was address a card for every child in the school. The teachers had all the postcards with stamps. It said, Good News from _____ Junior High School. Every week or so, I sent out one card to an unsuspecting parent. It helped me a lot when I had to report no-so-good news later on.

Laurie Matherne said...

Doreen is correct. I used to be afraid to tell my parents about misbehaving or bad grades in school, lest they discipline me or sent a note to the teacher for discipline there. I dislike having bad news for parents. One school that I worked at had a club for the "overachievers." One thing they did was address a card for every child in the school. The teachers had all the postcards with stamps. It said, Good News from _____ Junior High School. Every week or so, I sent out one card to an unsuspecting parent. It helped me a lot when I had to report no-so-good news later on.

Cathy said...

I applaud all you teachers! I believe you have one of the hardest jobs out there.

bill lisleman said...

I lived in the south for awhile but never noticed bow ties.
Are those lululemons still causing embarrassing problems??
Wish you the best on your teaching - it is a very important job.

Emmy said...

First I have to say I have never just showed up to talk to a teacher without an appointment like that- but you are right, I have never thought about it like you stated, I Definitely wouldn't go to my doctor or dentist and do that.

AiringMyDirtyLaundry said...

Oh man, I can imagine that it would be difficult to deal with parents. Especially the ones who don't believe anything is wrong with their kid. When Natalie's teacher told me she'd benefit from extra reading help, I thanked her. I appreciate all that teachers do and it irks me when other people don't.

Mimi B said...

I'm sure being a teacher is such a rewarding job, but I know there are down sides to it also. I can't even imagine having to call parents who blame you. UGH! One of my favorite things about always being IN my kids school was getting to talk with the teachers during the day. =)

StarTraci said...

My mom was a teacher and I do understand how difficult it can be working with some parents. Because of that, I try really hard to listen with an open mind. I assume my children are different people at school and very often in that world, the teacher knows my child better than I. Thank you for caring so much for your kids -- sorry for the days that it's hard!
:-)
Traci

Stacey said...

I think all teachers should earn stars in heaven! I always hope that I won't be "one of those parents". So far I think I'm doing ok.

mypixieblog said...

Hi, momma!!! I've missed you :) Great to be back!

I find it very rude, personally, for ANYONE to stop in unannounced to meet with someone (be it a teacher, counselor, doctor, etc.). This was the reason appointments were created. Stopping by and saying "hey, I was in the neighborhood. I realize now might not be a good time but is there any way I could meet with you to schedule a talk about so-and-so" is different. GAH! Why are people such a-holes sometimes?!

LOL at "you know you're from the south when…" HEY! You're a true northern gal at heart, I KNOW IT! :p But you're probably right… I'm not sure I would have noticed the missing tie (if he was handsome and walking by, I likely would sniff the air to see what cologne he was wearing). :)

Slamdunk said...

You all should be applauded with your patience in dealing with some parents. I see all I can stand most days at pick-up time.

Hang in there--and I hate talking on the phone as well.

mypixieblog said...

Hey there, girly!!! Hope you are enjoying your spring so far--please update your blog, I want to know what's new in your neck of the woods! I know, I'm so pushy :p HA! XOXO

mypixieblog said...

Have been thinking a lot about you and hope all is well in your world. Sending so many great big *HUGS* your way. XOXO

Dianne R. said...

I hope all is well in your neck of the woods!