Sometimes being an adult sucks...
I had to correspond with my daughters math teacher (the one that said I was a “danger” to my children). To try to get my daughter a freaking math life preserver. I had to be “pleasant”. Do you know how hard that is? I won’t even tell you how I would have liked to have responded [emoji2959]. But I was good. I was polite, respectful, and totally left out the part about her being an utter failure as a teacher.
So proud.