Ever given any thought to the expression, "pissed off"? Mrs. Scribe doesn't often use the term, preferring a much more lady-like "perturbed & outraged." Get it? PO'd??
Recent circumstances, however, have left me in a pissy mood for more than a week. But I'm fixin' to get me some much-needed relief.
Principal Man & Your Humble Scribe will meet tomorrow at Oh Dark 30 (well, 7:30 a.m.) to discuss a little matter of sex on the sacred grounds of Our Humble High School. PM & his minions claim to have in their possession dozens of not-so-nice e-mails from parents and faculty, dumping all over Mrs. Scribe & her journalistas.
Well, all I gotta say to that is, "Thank God for Facebook." And you know how I feel about Facebook.
A little birdy posted the offending article online. Summoned OHHS grads going back 15 years to e-mail Principal Man & express their support for the journalistas & their put-upon adviser. That would be moi.
Last I heard, the man was deluged with e-mail. And he's been responding to each one. In a contrite, "Sorry, I really support the First Amendment, I really do," kinda way. The organizer of this janx hopes the e-mail flood wrecked the man's entire long weekend. And so do I.
Revenge is sweet, ain't it?