So if anyone else says the word 'pencil' to me today I swear I'm going to scream!

All day it was:

"Mr. Face (no that's not my real last name, but I'm not giving it out over the internet), can I go sharpen my pencil?"

"Mr. Face, so and so stole my pencil"

"Mr. Face, my pencil broke again"

"Mr. Face, I need to borrow a pencil"

"Mr. Face, I lost that pencil"

I swear it got to the point that I was fantasizing about having this giant bucket filled with pre-sharpened pencils that I could just hand out to everyone every time they even thought the word 'pencil'.

To make matters worse at this school they actually have this really weird like pencil vending machine that all the kids use to buy pencils. Well the pencils suck! Like big time! IF you can even sharpen them at all without leaving funky pieces of wood up one side or having the point break before you can get it out of the sharpener it's still going to break within 3 uses of contact with a piece of paper (especially if you happen to be a 2nd grader ). Add to that the fact that the sharpeners available were also insanely crappy (it was even hard for me to make them work, and I'm not a silly 7 year old with still developing fine motor skills). Anyway, I felt like my whole day consisted of hearing the word 'pencil' in the context of some type of complaint or request.

I did briefly get distracted from the saga of the No.2, when THREE of my closest friends all started texting me like mad about their respective boyfriend/girlfriend/ex drama, and then one of my kids started crying. I know it's selfish, but it's like, "Look! There's only one of me, and I can only console one of you at a time" :wacko:

Plus that damn funky pencil sharpener hurt my hand!

Anyway, total rant, didn't have much else to say.