Wednesday, October 24, 2012

New joint. Lies. At the Hobart.

Very geeked we are. And big thanks to the whole Hobart crew for that. Excerpt? Cool.

"Can I speak to you for a moment?

It’s your son’s teacher and so this can’t be good. Now not good, doesn’t have to mean bad, but it means something, and you are too tired for something. You just want to do pick-up and get home.

The teacher tells you that your son lied in class. Stood up in front of everyone and told them how your family’s dog died after a classmate of his had shared that her dog had died.

But you don’t have a dog do you, the teacher says?

No we don’t you say, and you wonder why your son would do that?"

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