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The Jerk Store

I am a huge fan of Seinfeld and there is this one episode where George strives for witty comebacks and in his attempt to do so, he comes up with this.

Well, I certainly wanted to use that line on The Boy’s basketball coach the other night ’cause this guy tossed my kid out of basketball camp. Awhile back, I mentioned that my son had some issues with the growth of his chest. I didn’t go into detail, just mentioned it and said that he might have to have surgery down the line because his sternum is growing ahead of him. Anyway, he can play sports, but repetitive use of muscles anywhere near his chest, creates inflammation yada yada. So he can’t do hundreds of push-ups. You get the idea. He has a doctor’s note and it’s all in his file.

All of his other coaches work around it. Not a problem and as long as it doesn’t get inflamed, he can do anything else and it doesn’t affect the game. But, his chest was hurting the other night and he was working through it, but clutched his chest a few times. Somehow, this jerk took that as a sign of rebellion and tossed him out! Told him not to come back. Ever.

Funny. He’s a student leader. All of his teachers have nothing but good things to say about him yet all of a sudden he has an attitude that warrants his removal from the facility?? I don’t think so.

I get that this is high school. That things are handled differently. I get that he missed practice because of the DC trip (which was approved and scheduled months before we even knew when camp was). I also get that he missed practice for production week (the play) but hello, the camp is OPTIONAL and not a requirement for the team. Additionally, it states right on the packet, that vacations can be taken. This guy clearly had it in for him because of the missed practices. That, or he’s the type of guy that would laugh at a kid in a wheelchair. Wouldn’t surprise me.

I won’t even mention that they changed the camp times from morning to evening which basically conflicted with everything the kid is doing (cross country, the play, Associated Student Body). Okay, I guess I just mentioned it didn’t I?

How would you guys handle it? I sent an email to the head coach (who was not there) stating the facts. Truthfully, The Boy won’t be playing even if they decide to let him. I don’t want him around that idiot. I asked that they transfer all of the money he raised for the team to cross country, but I’m sure that won’t fly either. What can be done at this point?

Right now, calling him a jerk feels good so I’ll just keep doing it.

Jerk.

The Sunday Salon: The End is Near

Sunday Salon

Good morning to you! It’s still morning here in So Cal so I can say that. I’ve had two cups of coffee, loads of bacon and the sun is shining. The only damper is that The Boy is sick. Not good, as he’s got lots of stuff going on within the next few weeks. May, is his last month in middle school. That means TONS of activities which include:

  • Santa Barbara with his academic team
  • Six Flags with his yearbook team
  • 8th grade trip to Disneyland
  • 8th grade DC trip. I am going to need Valium as I am not going with him.
  • 8th grade BBQ
  • 8th grade awards

We do not have graduation where we are. It’s a combination of budget issues and the fact that kids thought that graduation meant they were done. For good. I think it’s sort of silly but I guess it’s one less thing to do.

The Boy
It blows my mind that he will be in high school soon. Seems like just yesterday I was in high school (ahem). I’m excited for him. I just wish I could get a handle on my calendar. Between what I listed above, the show, and all of the basketball camps and track stuff I need to think about, there’s little room or anything else.

Back to today.

It’s gorgeous out. We are still prepping the floor for the concrete stain but we hope to get out a little bit later. I am reading lots of stuff as usual but right now, nothing is sticking. I just finished Emily Alone, which was great but about 30 pages into The Adults, I fell asleep for four hours! Was it the book? Or was I just tired? Not sure.

Anyway, I must throw myself into the shower and make myself look like a productive member of society. Happy Sunday to you!