In three of my classes, the kids have to come to my desk every so often for a conference. I called this one kid up to the desk, and he was taking his own sweet time, so I said, "Let's hurry it up, please."
He replied, "I'm gettin' there, dawg."
Well.
I was both shocked AND appalled, and also I was kinda ticked off, because really. I laid it out for him: "Norman, let me tell you a few things. First, this? Is not American Idol. Second, you? Are not Randy Jackson. And third, I? Am NOT your 'dawg.'"
He looked me right in the eye and said, "Ms. Flower, you watch too much tv."
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