Comments on: An ulcer paid for with tax dollars http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/ "Maybe all we can hope to do is end up with the right regrets." Sat, 11 Feb 2012 04:39:20 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 By: Shiz http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-13387 Shiz Wed, 06 Sep 2006 17:46:59 +0000 http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-13387 Too long! Too long! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! Never dealt with school busses. Ne'er. No concept. Ew. Too long! Too long!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!

Never dealt with school busses. Ne’er. No concept. Ew.

]]> By: debby http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-13217 debby Mon, 04 Sep 2006 17:45:51 +0000 http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-13217 My daughter doesn't start school until Wednesday, or else I'd swear we were in the same school district! We have a history of bus stories on the first day of school. Sixth grade: We had just moved and my daughter was going to a new school where she knew no one. 2:30 -- electricity goes out 3:20 -- school bus is due 4:00 -- find non-electric phone and call trans dept. "We'll check into it" 4:30 -- call again "she must have gotten on the wrong bus" 5:00 -- call again "what do you mean she's not home yet?" 5:30 -- call again "wait, seriously, she's really not home?" (nope, i didn't panic at all on that one) 5:35 -- send son to attack garage door with tools trying to get it open (no override on garage door opener) 5:45 -- receive phone call from daughter (right as I was going to call the police). she borrowed a cell phone from the electric company guys working near the stopped bus (but the driver couldn't call the garage?!?!?!?!?) 5:50 -- introduce myself to a neighbor and ask her to drive me to where the bus was stopped 6:00 -- retrieve daughter and deal with snotty bus driver who was upset that I hadn't come to get her sooner (sorry, the ESP wasn't working that day!) Seventh and Eighth grade were equally interesting. Ninth was uneventful and we're keeping our fingers crossed for tenth grade. My daughter doesn’t start school until Wednesday, or else I’d swear we were in the same school district!

We have a history of bus stories on the first day of school.

Sixth grade: We had just moved and my daughter was going to a new school where she knew no one.

2:30 — electricity goes out
3:20 — school bus is due
4:00 — find non-electric phone and call trans dept. “We’ll check into it”
4:30 — call again “she must have gotten on the wrong bus”
5:00 — call again “what do you mean she’s not home yet?”
5:30 — call again “wait, seriously, she’s really not home?” (nope, i didn’t panic at all on that one)
5:35 — send son to attack garage door with tools trying to get it open (no override on garage door opener)
5:45 — receive phone call from daughter (right as I was going to call the police). she borrowed a cell phone from the electric company guys working near the stopped bus (but the driver couldn’t call the garage?!?!?!?!?)
5:50 — introduce myself to a neighbor and ask her to drive me to where the bus was stopped
6:00 — retrieve daughter and deal with snotty bus driver who was upset that I hadn’t come to get her sooner (sorry, the ESP wasn’t working that day!)

Seventh and Eighth grade were equally interesting. Ninth was uneventful and we’re keeping our fingers crossed for tenth grade.

]]> By: julie http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-13075 julie Sat, 02 Sep 2006 20:29:25 +0000 http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-13075 Last week the school bus company finally managed to pick up my neighbor's four-year old, after forgetting her for two weeks. Unfortunately, they dropped her off across town AT THE WRONG SCHOOL!!!! I insisted on driving my now twenty-year old to school when she was little, much to her chagrin. But those 15 minutes in the car with her undivided attention are some of our fondest memories. And I always left her at the right school;) Last week the school bus company finally managed to pick up my neighbor’s four-year old, after forgetting her for two weeks. Unfortunately, they dropped her off across town AT THE WRONG SCHOOL!!!!
I insisted on driving my now twenty-year old to school when she was little, much to her chagrin. But those 15 minutes in the car with her undivided attention are some of our fondest memories. And I always left her at the right school;)

]]> By: Whimspiration http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-13025 Whimspiration Sat, 02 Sep 2006 07:35:54 +0000 http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-13025 Wow, Jumping up and down yelling kill. Seriously! I'm glad the kids got home safe. You are still going to report the driver for not having the CB on, yes? I usually don't comment because you speak so eloquently that there is nothing I could possibly add to the conversation, but I had to say something this time. Absolutely outrageous! I subscribe to your feed, have you blogrolled, and read you daily. Thanks for sharing your life with us. *smile* Wow, Jumping up and down yelling kill. Seriously! I’m glad the kids got home safe. You are still going to report the driver for not having the CB on, yes?

I usually don’t comment because you speak so eloquently that there is nothing I could possibly add to the conversation, but I had to say something this time. Absolutely outrageous! I subscribe to your feed, have you blogrolled, and read you daily. Thanks for sharing your life with us. *smile*

]]> By: Juliness http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-12999 Juliness Sat, 02 Sep 2006 01:43:09 +0000 http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-12999 Holy Cripes! What an extremely scary situation for you. And then having to deal with the late bus too, my God. I am with Suebob, that itchy feeling about school buses never really goes away for us Californians. Glad to hear it was only a dumb-ass move on the driver's part. Holy Cripes! What an extremely scary situation for you. And then having to deal with the late bus too, my God.

I am with Suebob, that itchy feeling about school buses never really goes away for us Californians. Glad to hear it was only a dumb-ass move on the driver’s part.

]]> By: Ben http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-12992 Ben Fri, 01 Sep 2006 21:14:25 +0000 http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-12992 My boys would have peed all over that bus by the time they got home. And maybe splashed a little on the driver. Oh, that is some scary stuff. I'm glad the kids are feeling better... My boys would have peed all over that bus by the time they got home. And maybe splashed a little on the driver.

Oh, that is some scary stuff. I’m glad the kids are feeling better…

]]> By: Pieces http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-12990 Pieces Fri, 01 Sep 2006 19:23:34 +0000 http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-12990 I have lived that and it is terrifying. Although, I ended up getting in the car and finding my 7 year old wandering around a mile from our house. I promise you, THAT substitute driver was fired. I have lived that and it is terrifying. Although, I ended up getting in the car and finding my 7 year old wandering around a mile from our house. I promise you, THAT substitute driver was fired.

]]> By: dorothy http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-12987 dorothy Fri, 01 Sep 2006 17:52:08 +0000 http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-12987 I'd be all the way up the chain of command, Mir. Give 'em hell. I’d be all the way up the chain of command, Mir. Give ‘em hell.

]]> By: Susan http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-12986 Susan Fri, 01 Sep 2006 16:53:49 +0000 http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-12986 Oh, Lord! I would've been an absolute mess. This past summer, the daycare took my 6yo daughter on a field trip 90 MILES AWAY. I had already been nervous enough letting her travel that far on dangerous highways without me...but let me tell you, when that van was an hour late coming home and the driver wasn't answering her cell phone, the conversation among parents quickly turned from small talk to, "I knew I shouldn't have let her go today! I just had a bad feeling!" I found myself morbidly picturing us all at one big funeral together, as horrible as that might sound. It was a fear I've never felt before. Anyway, I'm glad Chickadee and Monkey were okay! I hope your twitching has stopped by now. Oh, Lord! I would’ve been an absolute mess.

This past summer, the daycare took my 6yo daughter on a field trip 90 MILES AWAY. I had already been nervous enough letting her travel that far on dangerous highways without me…but let me tell you, when that van was an hour late coming home and the driver wasn’t answering her cell phone, the conversation among parents quickly turned from small talk to, “I knew I shouldn’t have let her go today! I just had a bad feeling!” I found myself morbidly picturing us all at one big funeral together, as horrible as that might sound. It was a fear I’ve never felt before.

Anyway, I’m glad Chickadee and Monkey were okay! I hope your twitching has stopped by now.

]]> By: Chelle http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-12985 Chelle Fri, 01 Sep 2006 16:37:47 +0000 http://wouldashoulda.com/2006/08/31/an-ulcer-paid-for-with-tax-dollars/#comment-12985 Hi Mir, it's Ra(Chelle) from a board long ago... That bus thing happened once with me. Imagine if you will, substitute bus driver, 45 minutes late with no phone/radio contact, no one picking up the phone at the school and the DD on the bus was 5 years old, developmentally delayed and autistic and non-verbal. I was out of my freakin mind with fear and when the twit driver did show up more than an hour late it was all I could do not to choke him till his eyes fell out. BTW, love your blog... Hi Mir, it’s Ra(Chelle) from a board long ago…

That bus thing happened once with me. Imagine if you will, substitute bus driver, 45 minutes late with no phone/radio contact, no one picking up the phone at the school and the DD on the bus was 5 years old, developmentally delayed and autistic and non-verbal. I was out of my freakin mind with fear and when the twit driver did show up more than an hour late it was all I could do not to choke him till his eyes fell out.

BTW, love your blog…

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