December 21, 2007

Just when you thought the holidays would be safe....

Well yesterday I had work at job #1 and was just your regular work day except for me having a killer headache. Well after work I went to Blueberry Hill in the UCity Loop for some lunch. Took a book along and just chilled out with one of their famous cheeseburgers, basket of fries, and water with a lemon. Stayed there till 4:20pm and hustled back to the job to catch the girls basketball game. I went to the office first to chillout for a few minutes and then proceeded to the gym where the game had already started.

The girls were playing Soldan and the game was definitely exciting to say the least. It was quite interesting because the head coach for our school team was an Alumni of Soldan H.S. So after we won the game, the teams went past each other to give high 5's and the opposing team kept say to Coach Sharp, "Traitor, Traitor, Traitor". Overall a great game with even crazier fans and spectators. Unfortunately the most memorable action was not on the court. It was outside in the parking lot.

While the game was going on my cousin, Mr. Clark, who also is a teacher at the high school came up to school to watch. He was sitting on the bleachers with some of the students when some time later he realized he didnt have his keys and went outside to check on his car. It was gone.... He informed Sgt. Lewis, Police Officer and our head of security in the high school, of what happened. They went outside along with 2 of our head Administrative MAIN OFFICE Officials to the parking lot and what do you know.......the culprits were 2 students, Seniors from our high school and they had been talking to my cousin while on the bleachers during the game.

My cousin told me they parked his car where it was originally. PUT THE ALARM BACK ON and gave him back the keys. They looked at Mr. Clark and he said that they were just playing a joke and didn't mean any harm. My cousin was so pissed he said he couldn't even look at them. One of the student's gave him back his keys and one of the police officers were trying to calm my cousin down and explain to him that unfortunately they in their mindset didn't mean any harm. Yet unfortunately they caused damage to his ride, broke out light guard on one of his headlights and cracked the front bumper. After they return the keys, Sgt. Lewis has them cuffed and sent to jail.

I didn't find out about the whole incident until I got home and the baskeball coach, Ms. Sharp called me and gave me the scoop. I then called my cousin to see how he was doing and he couldn't really form sentences because he was just that pissed. I had a feeling he was not going to have a good night. I know it wasn't going to get any easier because he had to throw a party last night at a place called the Kitchen K for Orlando Pace and I bet that was on his mind.

Sure enough this morning my cousin calls and tells me that he's not coming in because he is still upset about last night. So I told him no problem and that I would find him a replacement for today. He then informs me that he has some stuff that needs to be picked from his classroom and also that he has a remote control that belongs to the T.V. in his room and I told him that I would go by his house and pick that up for him.

So I go by the house and his mom is also there as well. We talk for about 20 - 30 minutes about the incident and he is debating about pressing charges. I told him my personal opinion which was I felt they needed to be charged. Just because their upbringing might be different doesn't excuse them from the fact that they commited a crime. I already had heard that they were going to get 10 day suspensions but to me that's just not enought. So I told him that I would take care of his business and I would see him later on today.

So I finally get to the job about 8:15am, and already it's becoming a very long day. The system we use to deal with school attendance, records, grades.....the WHOLE NINE YARDS is not online. So that does not mean good news for me. Beyond that nothing really interesting except some weird chick calling my Sprint phone asking for the previous user. I just laughed to myself and deleted the voicemail.

Oh well have merry, holly, jolly, and all the other stuff that comes with it:) Go find some mistletoe and get busy;)
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