11-06-2012, 04:21 PM
A fun afternoon: I got to attend my 2nd grader's parent-teacher conference this afternoon. I was there early, and my ex-wife was going to be late, so I sat down and talked to the teacher for a bit. She's cute-not-hot, has a sweet smile and a very sweet personality. Without doing anything intentionally, I was flirting her up a little, and she was eating it up. I also brought a box of chocolate, because she's doing an awesome job as my son's teacher, and I wanted to give her a token of my gratitude.
Then the principal, who's like the wicked witch of the west, comes in. We spoke with her for a bit, with my ex on speakerphone as she drove through traffic to the school. I was getting tons of eye contact, nervous smiles, and she kept her body oriented toward me the entire time.
As the principal left, my ex-wife arrived, and we were able to get down to the discussion of how he is doing. During the discussion, I noticed a few of my actions that were out-of-character for who I was before starting AM5. First, my ex got hung up on one detail in the report card. She kept worrying at it like a terrier at a mouse hole. I finally said, "He's green in all places except this one yellow mark. It's OK." ...and she let it go, saying, "You're right. Sorry." Also, when I gave the teacher the chocolates, she said, "Oh you didn't have to do that." I said, "I know: I wanted to, and it's my pleasure. You're doing a great job with my son."
At the end of the conference, my ex-wife, being a meddler, asks, "Are you Miss Smith or Mrs. Smith?" and the teacher confirmed that she's a Miss. Outside, my ex tells me to be sure to take advantage of the teacher thinking I'm cute. I laughed, commented noncommittally, and then took my next out-of-character action: I told my ex that we had agreed that I would handle the Principal on an ongoing issue of contention, which she had interfered with during the speakerphone conversation. I followed up with, "Let me handle it." and she apologized again, said she'd leave it alone.
My buddy said that most teachers go out for drinks during parent teacher conference week, and I should just go back and say, "Hey, all the teachers are coming in with hangovers tomorrow: let me pay for yours." HAHA! I may try that, but somehow I'm going to see if I can get something started with her. I'm attracted and would like to see where things go with her.
Then the principal, who's like the wicked witch of the west, comes in. We spoke with her for a bit, with my ex on speakerphone as she drove through traffic to the school. I was getting tons of eye contact, nervous smiles, and she kept her body oriented toward me the entire time.
As the principal left, my ex-wife arrived, and we were able to get down to the discussion of how he is doing. During the discussion, I noticed a few of my actions that were out-of-character for who I was before starting AM5. First, my ex got hung up on one detail in the report card. She kept worrying at it like a terrier at a mouse hole. I finally said, "He's green in all places except this one yellow mark. It's OK." ...and she let it go, saying, "You're right. Sorry." Also, when I gave the teacher the chocolates, she said, "Oh you didn't have to do that." I said, "I know: I wanted to, and it's my pleasure. You're doing a great job with my son."
At the end of the conference, my ex-wife, being a meddler, asks, "Are you Miss Smith or Mrs. Smith?" and the teacher confirmed that she's a Miss. Outside, my ex tells me to be sure to take advantage of the teacher thinking I'm cute. I laughed, commented noncommittally, and then took my next out-of-character action: I told my ex that we had agreed that I would handle the Principal on an ongoing issue of contention, which she had interfered with during the speakerphone conversation. I followed up with, "Let me handle it." and she apologized again, said she'd leave it alone.
My buddy said that most teachers go out for drinks during parent teacher conference week, and I should just go back and say, "Hey, all the teachers are coming in with hangovers tomorrow: let me pay for yours." HAHA! I may try that, but somehow I'm going to see if I can get something started with her. I'm attracted and would like to see where things go with her.
Fear is a liar.
There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self. -- Ernest Hemingway
There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self. -- Ernest Hemingway
