The Time-Out Tank
Today at school a couple of kids figured out that it wasn't a super duper idea to mess with me. After they were dip shits in class today, one got a phone call home, to which his dad said, "Oh don't worry, we'll have a nice long discussion about this over the weekend." and another one where the assistant principal said, "I have heard this same thing from about 4 of his other teachers, maybe Mr._____ needs a day off to think things over." As husband said, Mrs. R/F laying the smack down.
Well, the fun continues at home. Unfortunately I am both Nora's parent and assistant principal today. We are instituting a new chasing consequence for Nora. It is the time-out tank for five minutes. (otherwise know as kitty carrier.) So far, when she does time in the time-out tank, there are just sounds of destruction coming from inside and an occasional mournful cry.
Don't mess with me is what I say, I could call your parents or put you in a kitty carrier.
Well, the fun continues at home. Unfortunately I am both Nora's parent and assistant principal today. We are instituting a new chasing consequence for Nora. It is the time-out tank for five minutes. (otherwise know as kitty carrier.) So far, when she does time in the time-out tank, there are just sounds of destruction coming from inside and an occasional mournful cry.
Don't mess with me is what I say, I could call your parents or put you in a kitty carrier.
posted by KLOU | 12:03 PM
1 Comments:
A friend of mine instituted time out for Toonces, the biggest jack-ass of a cat I have ever met. It was the downstairs bathroom. It was quite effective until one day, we forgot we put the cat in there and went out for a night on the town. Oops.
I think you should get a high school kid sized kitty carrier for your classroom. Might not go over too well with the board though...
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