Sometimes I love being a teacher.
My car was getting serviced today. I hung out in the wait room for an hour and change, grading papers, getting lesson plans done, etc. During this time a woman and her two sons–aged 10ish and 7ish, I’d say–came in. Big brother began torturing little brother. First, they wrestled in the middle of the room briefly (um…hello??), before sitting down across from me.
Big brother snags little brother’s toy from him, and the two become entangled while little brother tried desperately to get his toy back. He repeatedly whimpered and whined for mom, who was seated next to them, reading a book, and never once lifted her eyes to acknowledge the little one’s complaints. Big brother–who, overhearing, I learned was CJ–holds the toy out of reach from the other, and then starts talking like he’s the toy: “I don’t like you anymore. I want to be CJ’s toy, not yours. You’re blah blah blah” (listing all these reasons why little kid doesn’t deserve his own toy). CJ’s bro began wailing now, very upset, and mom finally looks up–just in time to take a swing at the kids, miss, and demand the toy. She takes the toy away, and returns to her book.
Little bro begins wailing, sobbing, and the CJ–that little bastard–is sitting right next to him, grinning with great pleasure over the misery he’s caused the kid–and the fact his mom did nothing about it. I’m furious over this entire exchange, and so I did what I could: I locked onto CJ with the Teacher Death Stare[sub]tm[/sub]. CJ glanced at me once, realized I was looking at him evilly, lost the grin. Looked back at his bro, began smiling again, then looked to see if I was still sending laser beams out of my eyes. I was. He stared back, realized I was NOT pleased, and the smile completely faded. I locked onto him for long enough to make the brat uncomfortable–and to wipe that self-satisfied grin off his face–and then I returned to my grading.
Mom, of course, never looked up from her book that entire time.
What a little bastard. Of course, I wanted to bitch-slap the mom around a bit, too.