Please kill me now…another “informational” meeting…..
Last night I got stuck going to my son’s “informational” meeting for new parents at his high school. It is our second time through this school but he is doing the Jump Start program which is new. The meeting was scheduled to be an hour long and that should have been my first warning sign. Any meeting that is an hour long is mostly a meeting of wasted time and worthless advice. The two papers that the school handed out could have easily been emailed to me. In fact, I think this whole “informational” meeting should have just been uploaded onto YouTube video. Then I could have had the option to ignore it online instead of being subjected to a hot stuffy theater stage for 55 minutes.
On the bright side, it did end five minutes early. Or I feel asleep. One of the two.
Getting back to my annoyance…..Yes, I understand parents like to know what is going on in their kid’s life. Sure, these informative meetings are helpful for some people. But really, when you basically go over the same information that I have in my hand (as a piece of paper), you are wasting my time. I’m not saying it is worthless advice. I’m saying it was a waste of my time. Time better spent relaxing at home and enjoying the last summer evenings before school starts.
I know better. I knew I should have skipped this meeting. This isn’t my first time at the rodeo. But I thought I should go. And I was strongly encouraged by my wife to go. Hmm, the same wife that is out of town on a “Girl’s Trip” with her two best friends.
So blinded by love for my wife and children, I thought I should show my face and be a good parent. You know that kind of stuff where you look like a good parent but are really just going through the motions.
It’s not like I’m totally against the idea of having an informational meeting that will aid parents when they send their children off to high school. I’m just against the wasting of my time with a meeting that really didn’t need to happen. It didn’t need to occur; a simple tactful email with the two documents attached to it could have accomplished the same thing. Think of all the valuable time that could have been saved! Hours and hours! My time wasted, my friends’ time wasted, teachers’ time, people I hate…their time was wasted as well.
That time is gone forever. And I am forever reminded of the pain of that lost time whenever I drive by that school.