Gosh, and the traffic here is always unbearable. You'd think you could afford another traffic guard to move things along. And Lunch? My kid hates it, he always comes home hungry...
yeah, sure...
My son shouldn't be hungry, the food should be better, what with how much taxes I'm paying. And it just makes me wonder, what else is slipping around here? Who do I need to talk to? Does he get enough attention? How can I expect you to take care of my special boy with all those other kids running around!? I'm sure you must hear this all the time. And what's up with all those flags and books from different countries? How am I supposed to know what you're teaching my boy? He hardly tells me anything anymore...
What the...?
You know the kids these days, they aren't learning the right things. When I was a kid things were so much different. I know all you teachers think you know everything but its just not the same as being a parent. How am I supposed to trust that you watch them carefully with distracting cell phones and what not. Do they even pay attention to you? Maybe I should go to the office of the superintendent. Is this the right school for my son? What guarantee can you give me? You know his teacher last grade was always so involved. Are you gonna be involved? What even drives a man to want to teach kids? It all makes no sense to me...