Incognito

Master J had a tough day at school today. He didn't drink most of his coffee this morning, didn't drink any of his coffee for lunch and somehow got a hold of gummy bears. The lack of coffee makes him act out enough, add in the high fructose corn syrup and dyes in the gummy substance and it's pretty much all over but the crying. At one point, Master J told a fifth grade teacher and her entire class to "Get out of my way!" because he wanted to cross the hall. Needless to say, he'll be spending recess tomorrow writing an apology note to the teacher. Here's where it gets fun...

Me: So you know, you probably shouldn't be rude to any teachers, but especially not one you could end up having as a teacher later.

MJ: What do you mean?

Me: I mean, what if the teacher you were rude to ends up being your fifth grade teacher?

MJ: She won't remember that it's me.

Me: Teachers have really good memories you know. She'll remember you.

MJ: But she doesn't know my name.

Me: Dude, everybody knows your name.

MJ: No she doesn't. And I quote "I don't know who you are, but you can't talk to me like that." So she doesn't know my name.

Me: Ok, but don't you think she's going to figure it out when you write that apology note to her tomorrow?

MJ: I'll just sign a different name.


I think I'm raising the next Frank Abagnale.