Flying Ice Cream
I used to live in Florida and worked in an upscale private school. For the most part, the parents were friendly and helpful. But there were always the exceptions. One year, I had such a parent. She was the kind of parent that always volunteered, asked a million questions and hovered over her child like a helicopter. I usually did pretty well when being confronted by her and we began to build a peaceful relationship until one morning....
We had decided to meet before school to discuss her son's work. It also happened to be his birthday, so Mom was bringing in ice cream for the class. My classroom was on the second floor and there was an outside walkway to get to each classroom. As I pulled into the parking lot, I saw Mom already waiting upstairs on the walkway. Our meeting was set for 7:30 and at first, I thought I was late, that maybe she thought we were meeting earlier. The time was 7:20 so I figured that she was just early. I got out of the car and made my way upstairs. Mom looked at me with fire in her eyes.... she was furious. She was also holding a cooler filled with ice cream cups. I said hello and tried to get a feel for her. Her response shocked me! She yelled that I was late and that she had been waiting for an hour. I reminded her that we were supposed to meet at 7:30 and that it was only 7:20. She looked at me, screamed, and then threw the whole cooler over the balcony. The lid flew open, and all the ice cream cups flew out and exploded all over the playground. I just stood there, not knowing what to say or do. The mom just walked away and left.
Funny thing is that the next time I saw Mom, she acted like nothing happened and was very pleasant to me. We never mentioned it again and the rest of the year went by smoothly. I always thought that she must have been having a bad day.....but I never forgot it!
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