I'm talking about principals. Bear with me... I WILL make my point. **** At the grocery store, I was a bagger for 6 long months before cashier training. (Let me tell you...a bagger's back HURTS!) It's tougher than you can imagine. Not doing it once, but doing it WELL for hours and hours. And you are ...the lowest of the low. Oh, you can't imagine. People tell the cashier what to tell you-when they are standing right next to you. As if.. i don't even know. And then there are the ones who yell at you to "get it RIGHT, who TAUGHT YOU???" Or the snooty ones who will join you because it's "fun". and then comment to their shopping partner that "look at ME, I'm bagging! If I ever loss everything *hahahah* At least I could BAG!" And you have to tell them.."Yes, that HAS happened to some of us." To which they never apologize for their thoughtlessness...but smirkingly look the other way. But even worse... is the way some of the cashiers treat baggers. They are mean, and they act as if they have the RIGHT (merely by their position on the converyor) to talk to you rudely and tell you this and that. I trained with a young man (18 years old), by the name of Matt. Matt is not retarded..but he is slower. But DANG-he's a hard worker! (makes the rest of us look like we are only wannabes.) Anyway.. if the cashiers treated me poorly-they treated Matt like garbage. And I remember one particularly bad day he said..."did you see that? Why do they treat us like that?" I said I would discuss it with Don Corleone. I did, but nothing really was done. I said to Matt, "When I become a cashier-I will NOT treat baggers like that. And if I ever DO... YOU come up and remind me about this promise!" Now, as a cashier, I can tell you... some baggers are SO good...but some, sheeesh are so dense! I have to hold back the eggs and berries, and whipped cream cakes from some because (as if a moth to a flame) they will automatically put them at the bottom of a full cart. One day - after an extraordinarily tough day at home...and when I was bagging my second large order and the baggers were working too slow on other lines... I finally said, "THIS shouldn't happen! You think ONE of you could get it in gear and help on this lane???" Later that day Matt came up to me...he said, "McKenna, do you remember your promise? I do. You didn't break it - But you sure came close. I'm just saying." **** What is WITH principals? Do they NOT remember being a teacher and waiting for a call? (Or were they one of those who went on one interview before student teaching was over and got placed on the first try out of the box?) Do they NOT remember how you sit and stare at the phone for hours ...and how your mind plays this ping pong game between "what will I do with these precious children that will be in my care?" to "I'll bet I blew that interview -- How could I be so stupid?" Do they not remember the ache in your chest as minutes turn into hours, which turn into days - without a call? And how HARD would it be to make a 45 second call to those people who practiced, and studied, and came in to hopefully work for you? They narrow it down to 6, then to 3...could they not CALL the ones they tossed aside? Or if they don't have the guts for the job...give it to their grunt of an asst. principal...or do the REALLY distanced thing of writing an e-mail. Don't they remember how it FEELS to be that perosn on the OTHER end? Have principals NOT been the one waiting...and haven't they said, "when it's MY turn...I won't DO this to others. (And isn't that what THEY will tell children to inspire empathy? Do unto others?)" It's just so cruel to allow other persons to dangle.... you've made up your mind. These people cleared their calendars to talk to YOU and prayed and wished for the job just like YOU once did...can't you do one last thing for them and end the ache by calling them? ***** When any of YOU become principals (and I have no doubt that some of you WILL)... remember your promise.