This morning I got dressed and headed down to the kitchen where I found J making his lunch for school.
He looked at me and said, “Um, I have a minor problem. You know how I have finals next week? Well, I can get out early on Wednesday because my second final is my lunch period. The only thing is, I need a permission note from you, it’s due today, and Julesie is still sleeping downstairs.”
“So?” I said.
“Well, she’s still sleeping, and so you can’t go down to the computer to type out a note and print it out for me.”
This time, I was the one who got to go *blink blink*.
I said, “Uh, I can WRITE you a note, can’t I?”
He looked at me as if I were speaking another language.
I said, “You know…with a pen? On a piece of paper?”
“Oh,” he replied. “Can you? Will they accept a handwritten note?”
“OF COURSE THEY WILL. That’s how we had to do it in the olden days, you know.”
I wrote the note, and off he went.
(They DO still accept hand-written notes, don’t they??)
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Oh my gosh, thank you, I really needed this morning chuckle! I think our kids really are losing their resourcefulness and common sense! Technology makes everything so much easier, yet technology makes everything so much easier, it’s a ying/yang thing.
You’re welcome! I wish you could have seen the look on his face. So weird that handwriting wasn’t even an option in his mind.
Very funny. I wonder if he told his friends about what a weird thing you did this morning?!
haha, can you imagine? THAT would have been hilarious.
Did you sign it Epstein’s Mother’s Doctor?
No, but thanks for the laugh. I wonder how “Welcome Back, Kotter” would be, to watch nowadays.
This made my day! Priceless.
Then my work is done. 🙂
Oh my *snort* that’s hilarious! I LOVE it. Have you explained to him about record players yet?
YES. He actually has started to collect vinyl. 🙂
So did they accept it?
LMAO!!! I think a typed school note is weird! 🙂
That’s really funny! Kids these days…