Anonymous wrote:OP something similar happened to me in middle school. The cheerleaders were outside greeting carpool one morning and when they saw me getting out of the car they stopped waving their signs and turned away (small school- I was the only person getting dropped off). I was so busy staring at the ground and walking around the back of the car to avoid them I didn’t notice, but my mom did and then called the school. They got read the riot act (to the point of tears) by the principal and had to personally apologize to me. I was pretty embarrassed that my mom did that at the time, but now I’m glad they were told off. They were awful to me for years.
Point being, it’s not in your head. And it’s mean and kids can be mean.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My son this morning struggled with his backpack in carpool line. The girl that was the patrol who was supposed to help gave him the biggest mean girl smirk to a friend as he entered the building. I wanted to roll down my window and say STOP...
This is just a rant but I just don't understand why kids feel the need to be mean.
OP, you're a grown adult, right? And the patrol was a fifth-grader -- a person who is 10 or 11. And for all you know, the smile was not a "mean girl smirk" about your son's backpack, but instead a totally different smile about something totally unrelated to your son. Dial it down.
+1 OP you're either not describing the interaction very well or bizarrely overreacting.
Anonymous wrote:jesus get a life of your own OP.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My son this morning struggled with his backpack in carpool line. The girl that was the patrol who was supposed to help gave him the biggest mean girl smirk to a friend as he entered the building. I wanted to roll down my window and say STOP...
This is just a rant but I just don't understand why kids feel the need to be mean.
OP, you're a grown adult, right? And the patrol was a fifth-grader -- a person who is 10 or 11. And for all you know, the smile was not a "mean girl smirk" about your son's backpack, but instead a totally different smile about something totally unrelated to your son. Dial it down.
+1 OP you're either not describing the interaction very well or bizarrely overreacting.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My son this morning struggled with his backpack in carpool line. The girl that was the patrol who was supposed to help gave him the biggest mean girl smirk to a friend as he entered the building. I wanted to roll down my window and say STOP...
This is just a rant but I just don't understand why kids feel the need to be mean.
OP, you're a grown adult, right? And the patrol was a fifth-grader -- a person who is 10 or 11. And for all you know, the smile was not a "mean girl smirk" about your son's backpack, but instead a totally different smile about something totally unrelated to your son. Dial it down.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My son this morning struggled with his backpack in carpool line. The girl that was the patrol who was supposed to help gave him the biggest mean girl smirk to a friend as he entered the building. I wanted to roll down my window and say STOP...
This is just a rant but I just don't understand why kids feel the need to be mean.
OP, you're a grown adult, right? And the patrol was a fifth-grader -- a person who is 10 or 11. And for all you know, the smile was not a "mean girl smirk" about your son's backpack, but instead a totally different smile about something totally unrelated to your son. Dial it down.
Anonymous wrote:My son this morning struggled with his backpack in carpool line. The girl that was the patrol who was supposed to help gave him the biggest mean girl smirk to a friend as he entered the building. I wanted to roll down my window and say STOP...
This is just a rant but I just don't understand why kids feel the need to be mean.