crusty school administrators

I received a call the other day from a crusty school administrator. His voice was horrific and garbled. He wanted an interview with me, and he was looking into his crystal ball to find a good time for the both of us. I waited until he picked a good time, and then this crusty adminstrator broke into a fit of laughter. It turned out that it was my sister Brent, who had done a great job impersonating a crusty administrator. His voice was perfect--allowing me to think that this crusty administrator had been in the same shitty school district for the last 30 years and wouldn't leave his post until the grave called him.

The point of the story is simple. It is time for crusty administrators to take leave and retire to a little island with a bunch of other crusty people. It was unfortunate that Brent played this trick on me, but he taught me a valuable lesson. I hate crusty adminstrators, and can't speak with them nor work beside them. It is not good for me nor our society's children as a whole. It is sad that many of them run our country's schools.