When our oldest boy was a junior in high school, he was a straight A student with the exception of advanced math class. He was looking at good colleges but we were afraid that this particular class would limit his opportunities.
In speaking with our son, he said that his teacher is a royal asshole so we decided to have a face-to-face meeting with him to discuss methods of getting our son‘s grade up.
The day of the meeting came and it was to be held after school in the guidance office. I came from work and was wearing dress clothes. That morning, I instructed my wife to wear her blue sundress with white polkadots on it. I was hoping that wearing that dress along with her beautiful smile would be enough to convince the teacher to help us out.
My wife and I walked into the guidance office and then for ushered into a private room by the secretary. We only waited about five minutes before Mr. George made his entrance.