Really?

So this morning I am standing in the main office when a little girl walks in screaming. It was before 8:30 so I really was not prepared for the madness, but since the front office ladies where conveniently out of sight, I decided to ask her what the problem was.  This, dear friends, is yet another example of why I should just keep my mouth shut.

Me: What's the problem?

Little Girl:  I don't feel well and I have a hole in my ear.

Me: A what?

LG:  I have this hole in my ear and it hurts.  I need to call my mom.

Me: OK, let me see it.


She moves her hand and the hole that she is talking about it for her pierced ear.  See some kinda way she has lost one earring this morning and while looking in the mirror in the bathroom, has, for the first time, seen the hole in her ear. 

You gotta be kidding me!

After a 10 minute conversation about why the hole was in her ear (and actually removing my earring so that she could SEE the hole) she was able to calmly return to breakfast.  They were having blueberry pancakes.  I however, had wasted my morning and will be dining on the breakfast delicacy of Funyuns and Pepsi.  I am so angry that I think I might breathe my Funyun breath on all the kids during Guided Reading.


(I love my job)