Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Mr. Collins meets his match

When you meet my principal, Mr. Collins, many adjectives may creep into your mind. His demeanor, his aura, and his attitude all play into effect when creating the overall impression you may recieve, creating these words.

Adjectives like:

furious
demeaning
condensending
overstressed
queen-ish
crazy
enraged
possessed


After today, there is another adjective to add to the list.... one I may never have guessed I could use to describe him.

You see, at R. Nixon Elementary, on voting days, we have the pleasure of having a large herd of locals stampeding in to vote in our cafeteria. Sometimes, one or two will wander away from the rest of the herd, and end up grazing by their lonesome in our halls, confused and frustrated.
Today, a short old woman was roaming the halls of R. Nixon Elementary, when she came across one very stern looking (and short) man.

"Just where do you think you're going?" Mr. Collins demanded.
"I'm voting," she said.
"Then get back in the cafeteria!" Mr. Collins snarled. "You shouldn't be out here! This is a school!"
"But I'm looking for a bathroom," the little old lady whined.
"Are you? Fine, then.... there's one in the office you can use. And after you use it, you can walk around the building, back over to the cafeteria door and-"

and that's when it happened. As I listened to the conversation around the corner, I was stunned to find out, that I could add a new adjective to my list of words that descirbe Mr. Collins.
This time he'd pulled too much attitude.

And my new describing word for this definitive dictator is-

bitchslapped.

The little old woman had enough, and with one swift movement, slapped him across the face.
"Son of a bitch," she snarled, as she shoved open the hallway door, and walked out into parking lot, ignoring his cries.

Mr. Collins was too busy screeching to run out and take down her liscense plate number, or anything else, that he'd later on claim he wish he would've done.

And I (and many other teachers in the building, I would suspect), giggled the rest of the day.

Bitchslapped!