YG is on a golf trip so I dropped the MG off at school today. The 50-minute drive out wasn't that bad, and I wasn't even late -- woo hoo! Personal victory! As I got her out of the car, the curmudgeonly school traffic guard muttered something beneath his breath, but the MG informed me to just ignore him because "he's mean." I dropped her off, and when I returned to my car, he was waiting for me.
Him: Excuse me, ma'am -- YOU NEED TO FOLLOW POLICY. We have a policy here of walking BEHIND the parked school buses, not inbetween.
Me: Oh, okay, thanks. I'm sorry. This is only my second time dropping her off.
Him: You're sorry? That's all you're going to say about endangering the life of a child.
My Inner Monologue: Supress urge to be sarcastic. Supress urge to be sarcastic. Stop. Stop Stop.
Me (in reality): Um......yeah. Sorry. It won't happen again.
Him: It Better Not.
I gotta go sell crystal meth to some kids now.