What Kind of Dolt?

So tonight was AB's Pre-K Registration at her school. Six months early. She is 3.75 years old. When do they start Kindergarten now? Six? Bah. Too soon!

The Director starts talking about the program. We're all gathered around and sitting in, yes, tiny hard molded plastic chairs that are approximately one foot off the ground. Not quite as uncomfortable as you would think, but not exactly la-Z-boys either.

She is talking about what they do, the programs (Spanish, Music, PE, Field Trips), the teacher-to-student ratio (1:5), it it total sales pitch and I'm drinking it in.

Wiping my fucking eyes. Seriously. Sniffling. What a TARD! It was the words, "First Day of School" that started it.

See? It's those cocksucking words. They did it again! I hate those words.

Class dismissed.