aubeneau's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The dog ate my underwear.... Yesterday, you could have shot a canon through my class and not hit a sole, or a student for that matter. In truth – you could have ridden an elephant down the main drag and not one resident would have been around to see it. But I digress, in other parts of the country – cops have quotas – they up the traffic control, they whip out the radars and the general populace is left to mosey down and pay or contest their citations at their leisure. Up here – way up here – during slow crime periods, the RCMP makes rounds – that’d be door to door service! …and the jail suddenly bursts at its seams. So, when I got to my office at 8:53 and began checking the voice mail… “Hey, uhm its Joe – I can’t er… well come into class this morning because of my er tickets – the cops are looking for me – so I’m gonna be hiding and er.. well I’ll do my homework.” Click! And so it went – all bloody day. Around 2:00 pm I was seriously debating whether to pack up homework and deliver it to the RCMP cells. “Officer, can I just pass through these textbooks and can Joe, Bob, Sue, Jill and Jack have a pencil – or would that constitute a danger to society?” I checked – apparently it does – but they can read textbooks. I’ve had a number of students over the years who have had to serve time on weekends. They go in on Friday evening and come out Sunday morning – that’s considered 3 days off their sentence – no wonder they can’t figure out day calculation interest rates! 11:48 p.m. - 2003-02-14 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
||||||
|
||||||