I looked behind me. There was no one there. “No, the person
behind you,” he laughed.
I was sort of horrified. Was he being sarcastic?
He seemed like a sweet, affable kid. Even
though most people my age assume teenagers say horrible things about us, I don’t
think they really do that much. At least not to our faces. In fact, I'm pretty sure most of
them just don’t think of us much at all. Still, it was weird to have some high
school kid tell me he liked my I-have-to-be-at-work-by-6:30 AM-hair.
Yet there was something so genuine about this kid. He will
be a P.R. guy someday, this one. Or an amazing salesman. I shrugged and thanked
him.
I once had a high school girl mistake me for a teacher who is
about five inches taller than I am and has short, poufy, red hair. Mine is
droopy, shoulder length, and brown. But to a teenager, we were both female and have the same number of limbs. Close enough! After all, we old people are pretty much interchangeable.
So I’ve thought of a new job. Whenever parents of teenagers
want to run away (which I’m sure happens often), I will hire myself out (for big bucks, of course) to fill in. I won’t have to disguise myself at
all because the kids will never notice I’m a different person.
Middle school paper that proves spelling counts: "The man fell off a
hor ."
Middle school paper that proves spelling counts: "The man fell off a
hor ."
On Monday, a student asked me if I got a haircut. Yes. On the weekend. It was the next sentence that was appalling. "Do you like it?"
ReplyDeleteSeveral times a week, students call me by another teacher's name. I have two alter-identities. Both share some of my peccadilloes: Don't touch my whiteboard, and don't touch things on my desk. Now they might be calling any teacher with a bad haircut "Mrs. Val."
You are so right. We are just useless blobs to teenagers.
ReplyDeleteThat job idea is a marvelous one. I wonder what the name of your company would be?
Your tender mercies would not be wasted on youth, old French guys, that's another story.
ReplyDeleteI'm pretty sure you are NOT overlooked as just another old lady.
ReplyDeleteI prefer a charming teen to a surly one any day.
ReplyDeletePat
Critter Alley
As always, you made me laugh. There is another possibility though. That he labeled you a MILF and wanted to compliment you. It probably happens more often than you know.
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