Ok, so I said in the last entry that I would mention Sweater Bitch. And here she is.
Sigh. This story starts with an eighth grader who wanted to walk around without shoes on in school.
Me.
So I was walking around without shoes on because my current shoes were uncomfortable and had holes. And no one even cared. Except it was against the dress code. Sooooooo....One day, I walked right by the principal with no shoes on and a long blanket over my shoulders(oh god next entry jeez).
The principal said nothing, he didn't even seem to notice. But then, a couple of days later in lunch, an employee of the school came up to me, telling me to go put my shoes on. I frustratedly went and put them on, and when I came back me and my lunch buds talked about how annoying it was that that employee, Sweater Bitch, had to freaking yell at ME all of the time.
Because this wasn't our first meeting, me and this employee. One day, when walking from Art class (or to I don't remember), TotheStarsandMoon and I were complaining about something or other, and I said a cuss word, and this woman, who was wearing a striped sweater, came up to me and yelled at me for swearing as if she had never met a middle schooler before. What she was wearing became her namesake because honestly we didn't even know her name. So she became Striped Sweater Bitch, and when we found out her name, we just continued calling her Sweater Bitch.
After lunch was over, (we're going back to the original story now.) She pulled me aside to tell me that she didn't actually care about me not wearing shoes, our principal told her to tell me to put shoes on.
That spineless man couldn't just tell me himself, he sent frickin SWEATER BITCH to do it.
Yeah I love middle school.
And by that I mean I hate it with a burning passion.
Mainly the staff.
I can't wait for High School!
I get to meet the rest of the terrible staff at this school district!
FUN!!!
Actually you know what, here, have a bonus to this entry.
Blankets?
So I have this Lions blanket with sleeves and I like wearing it to school it's like a lab coat but a blanket. I wear it to school all the time, but one day it was dirty and I didn't have any clean jackets, so I simply grabbed a baby blanket and put it over my shoulders, no biggie.
For some bizarre reason, the school had no problem with me wearing the Lions blanket, but I got pulled aside for the baby blanket, like the baby blanket is much smaller, ok then.
I get dress-coded a lot...
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