Geez Louize!!!

So, this story will amaze and shock you and I swear to God that it really (maybe and possibly) happened.  It happened to Mr. K. on Friday.  And, as I have had the weekend to calm down and hide my phone from myself, I can let you in on what happened to my beloved, wonderful, kind, and (exaggerating the truth) Mr. K.

Friday was the birthday of a girl he really likes.  Lets call her “B”.  So, Thursday night in preparation for “the” weight loss/fitness club I made brownies.  MMMMM soft, right out of the oven “brownies“.  My mouth is watering just thinking about those delicious brownies.  Anyways, they were awesome and oooooh so delicious.  Well, that night while getting the kids ready for bed, just Mr. K. and I were in the kitchen.  He asked if he could take a brownie to school the next day. 

“Why of course!”

“Because it’s “B’s” birthday tomorrow and I wanted to give her one.”

Ahhhh, how cute.  “OOOH, you know what you could do too?  You could make her a home made card and have all of her friends sign it before you give it to her.”

“Cool, can I stay up a little bit late and work on the card in my room instead of reading?”

“YEP!”

AHHHH….young love.  So, innocent.  Little did I know what would ensue for the weekend…….

The next morning he is all nervous, card and brownie in hand to keep it safe from getting smashed in his backpack.  I told him good luck.  He rolled his eyes with a smile.

Cut to 3:45 when I pick him up.  He gets in the car and slams the door.  Obviously angry.  His face was a little sweaty.

“Are you alright?”

“NO!  And I don’t want to talk about it with Diva in the car!”

“Oh!”  I’m thinking, holy shit what happened?  We had the quietest ride home ever!

We got home and I took a walk with him around the block to try and pry out of him what had transpired at school.  Nothing.  He wouldn’t spill the beans.  Boyfriend was coming over for dinner that night so I gave him a quick call while he was on his way over and asked him if he could take Mr. K. for a walk around the block and pry the juicy information from him.  I knew that at least talking to a man might work.  It did.  Boyfriend walks in after speaking to Mr. K. and I sneaked into the bathroom with him to hear what happened.

“So, yeah, it’s bad!” He says.

“WHAT!! Spit it out!”  The anticipation is killing me at this point.  It had been and hour and a half since we had gotten home.

“Today, they had a little dance in the gym for the last period of school.  With a DJ and everything.  Mr. K. gave her the brownie and the card, but, she was standing by the stage surrounded by her friends and the DJ asked Mr. K. what that was for?  And he told the DJ that it was “B’s” birthday.  So, the DJ sang Happy Birthday to “B”, all the while her girlfriends were laughing and making fun of her.  After he sang her the song, her friends told the DJ that they were now dating.  So, he asked “B” if they were truly dating.  “B” said “NO” and the DJ asked her if she would like to date him and stuck the microphone to her mouth so the whole 7th grade would hear, and she said…..

“NO, HE IS AN UGLY PIECE OF CRAP!”

OHNOSHEDIDNOT!!!!THATLITTLEBEEEAAAATCH!!!!!

Can you believe this???  Neither can I.  I’m not sure if I should call the school and raise a stink.  Or call her mom, which is what I wanted to do all weekend, and let her know what her little ugly piece of crap  daughter did to Mr. K.  I’m hoping that she gets suspended.  Mr. K. can’t have his mohawk higher than 3 inches but some beeeatch  little girl can call my son an “ugly piece of crap” in front of the whole 7th grade?  Yeah, she had better get in trouble for it!

I can see why he didn’t want to tell me.  Because he knows me well.  He knows that I would have flown off the handle and started cussing to no end.  Ready to call the school and see that justice was done.  But, justice was done.  After I picked Mr. K. up from school yesterday I asked him how it went with “B”.  He had a wide grin and said…”OH, no one talked to her today!”

And now cut to last night………

Tucking in Mr. K. I said to him, “So, I’m still pretty pissed about what “B” did to you on Friday.”

Mr. K. gives me a blank stare.

“Did she get in trouble with the school or get spoken to by the principle?”

“I don’t know.”

“Well, I’m really thinking about calling the school and raising a stink!  No one should be able to get away with calling anyone an ugly piece of crap.  Especially in front of the whole 7th grade!”

“PLEASE don’t mom!”

“Why shouldn’t I?  Don’t you think what she did was wrong and that she should be punished for it?”

“Well,  I might have exaggerated a little.”

” How did you exaggerate?  What did she say then?”

“I will tell you, if you promise not to call the school.”

“What exactly did she say Mr. K.?”

“Well she said, “NO, he is really ugly!”

“So, then why did you tell us that she called you an ugly piece of crap?”

“Because, I was really angry.”

“OH, um, well, calling you ugly in front of the whole 7th grade is still a pretty mean thing to do.  I think that she is a pretty ugly person for doing that.  But, you should have told me the truth.  You know that I don’t like liars!  Exaggerating is the same as lying you know.”

“I’m sorry mom, but, please promise you won’t call the school?”

“I won’t, good night love.  Thank you for telling me the truth, and don’t lie to me again!”

Ugh!!!   I have spent 4 days being mad at this girl that I don’t even know.  Ready to call the school and get her properly punished, or even worse, call this girls mom!  And, it wasn’t even as bad as he had made it out to be.  (Need a little attention there Mr. K.?)   Why do children exaggerate?  It’s totally frustrating!  It makes me wonder what else he has exaggerated to me about, and how much his is still exaggerating about this!?!

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