parent teacher interviews are one thing I don't take seriously.
Famous words when dealing with parents who think I am raising their little fcks for 3 years: I teach 600+ kids per year. You have 1. Keep up with thier work and their grades, it's not my job to call home everytime that decide to take a zero.
When asked if I get stressed out or worried aobut kids working on power tools, my response was "well, they're not my kids so.....no."
Anyway, we have a nauseatingly long and "convenience based" setup going. Booked interviews all Wednesday, in the day, break for lunch, then again in the afternoon, then break for dinner, and back until 8:30. We did booked interviews all morning, and then have drop in in the afternoon.
So, here I am for my drop in sessions. In my office...with my main entrance shut and locked.
Parents who come for drop in are the ones who suck worse than thier kids. Clueless, disorganized, and basically end up here because they're lost.
I have a shop to clean, machines to service and report card marks to input.
Talking about how cool that shtty birdhouse turned out is at the bottom of my list right now.
I hope you've all learned something today.