Just an add on to your thread. I use Netshare to hot spot my data from my phone to devices. It lets you avoid the data limits on sharing mobile data so I don’t have to pay extra.

I’ll also admit that I’m a little older and maybe I’m saying something that everyone else already knows about.

That’s incredible.

Iirc I have said that. But it was because the interview was going well. By that I mean that when I left the two looked at each other, said their sides hurt from laughing, and they said “Let’s hire him even though he isn’t qualified and just see what happens.” Best job I ever had.

Tbf, I interview well. It is far more about being comfortable and competent in the topics you would be doing. It takes reading the room. In the case of the interview above I could tell that humor was my best option and had them in tears multiple times through the interview.

That’s fair and only you know your situation. I’m just speaking from my experience as a dad, and what I have seen from other dads. You’d be surprised how often grown men and women get intimidated by elementary school teachers. Which is easier to avoid when you see them as a teammate with you instead of an authority figure. I frequently ask them how we can coordinate our efforts with my kids when they get it trouble. Not that that happens too often.

I have also noticed that my kids have more trouble certain years because of who the teacher is, and who they sit near. But my kids say that has nothing to do with anything and die on that hill. I’m not saying this in relation to what you said, again only you know. But it is always good to remember that our perspective of our childhood memories is developed by our childhood brains. It is impossible to know what we missed and how different our perspectives would be if we re-experienced them as adults.

But, sincerely, sorry your dad was a tool about your needs. That’s sucks.

I had the same experience. Starry nights were almost like stepping into a fantasy. I remember one friend came with me to get my glasses and he quoted his sister when she got first glasses and for some reason it stayed with me for the last thirty years.

I can actually see individual blades of grass.

To be fair, your dad was probably just as scared of your teacher. Same with the principal.

If I hadn’t had a dad who was a school counselor in my district used for all the worst problem kids I think I would have had a different experience. I wasn’t a bad kid, but I was a weird one. As a result I got to see behind the curtain a little and think office politics plays a bigger part of why kids get in trouble than anything else (well, except actual parent involvement and how you raise your kids). Now that you mention this I think I’ll take my youngest to get her eyes examined just to be safe.

I have the unpopular opinion that dress codes are a good thing for a good reason. But the problem is that it gets enforced unfairly (like, by how sexually attracted or threatened adults get). Like your situation, the teacher basically said “Your ass is so ‘distracting’ in those tight pants I need you to stay right here alone with me after class for a while and keep on ‘distracting’ me.”

But a clearly defined dress code meant to prepare youth for a future where they have to work on professional settings (notice that has nothing to do with “distractions”) helps to keep the focus on becoming competent adults. Not on asses and boobs. Most people’s future bosses don’t give a crap about your self expression and just don’t want to deal with complaints from coworkers or customers. I think I got this mindset when I was 14 and worked at a Dairy Queen with a seventy year old crack whore who often paraded around in yoga pants (before they were a thing) meant for 12 year olds and would say things like “I can’t wait to go home and get naked.” No one there wanted to think about her naked.

Ffs they didn’t even have you try closer? That’s like the first thing they are supposed to say if you can’t see the chart.

Found the Wisconsinite.

Ok maybe not but we like to think so.