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And we had a nice time of it - Jenn took her lunch break with us, we had hot dogs and a little ice cream and some juice (Ana's been constipated, so we're hoping that these treats will help loosen her up) in the playground, and we fed the squirrels (right from our hands! The first one started sniffing at Ana even before we had food, because those squirrels are tame, and Ana was thrilled, and Jenn was freaking out, and I just laughed) and the birds and watched a fledgling sparrow get fed.... it was good.
Now, just about every other building in the city has scaffolding around it, and Jenn's office is no exception. As we walked back to Jenn's office for Ana's second toilet break (she didn't take it, but she managed to go the whole trip home, even counting her nap, without wetting her pants. Which is good, as she was undiapered, and I *really* didn't want a sopping lap!), one of the construction workers climbed from the top of the scaffold down to the ground.
Ana was enthralled. This was, to her, just the coolest thing ever. I thought it was pretty nifty myself.
Of course, the moment had to be ruined by some snotty office worker telling Ana "Stay in school or that's what you'll be doing"
Okay, let's take this point by point:
1. Ana's three. She's not in school yet. And when she is in school, I would hope we're not threatening her in order to maintain her interest! If that's what we all have to do, there is something seriously wrong.
2. As threats go, it was supremely ineffective. Even the least observant should've noticed her grin and "YOOK! SEE THAT!" Great argument - stay in school and you won't get to have this really cool job where you climb on the scaffolds. Uh-huh. I can see that argument affecting her.
3. Finally (and arguably most importantly), that statement is damn insulting. Construction work, building repair, whatever - that's good, honest work. Good, honest, well-paid work. And it's useful to boot, which is more than Mr. Snotty White Collar can say for his job.
Without this construction worker, sir, you wouldn't have a roof over your nice little cubicle. And you wouldn't have your house if somebody hadn't built it, and you wouldn't have the trains that brought you to work, and you wouldn't have a whole host of other things you take for granted, sir.
But if you and your job suddenly disappeared off the face of the earth, would the world even notice?
Sir, I honestly doubt that. So stop trying to indoctrinate my niece with your little theories of how the world works.
Thanks.
Now, just about every other building in the city has scaffolding around it, and Jenn's office is no exception. As we walked back to Jenn's office for Ana's second toilet break (she didn't take it, but she managed to go the whole trip home, even counting her nap, without wetting her pants. Which is good, as she was undiapered, and I *really* didn't want a sopping lap!), one of the construction workers climbed from the top of the scaffold down to the ground.
Ana was enthralled. This was, to her, just the coolest thing ever. I thought it was pretty nifty myself.
Of course, the moment had to be ruined by some snotty office worker telling Ana "Stay in school or that's what you'll be doing"
Okay, let's take this point by point:
1. Ana's three. She's not in school yet. And when she is in school, I would hope we're not threatening her in order to maintain her interest! If that's what we all have to do, there is something seriously wrong.
2. As threats go, it was supremely ineffective. Even the least observant should've noticed her grin and "YOOK! SEE THAT!" Great argument - stay in school and you won't get to have this really cool job where you climb on the scaffolds. Uh-huh. I can see that argument affecting her.
3. Finally (and arguably most importantly), that statement is damn insulting. Construction work, building repair, whatever - that's good, honest work. Good, honest, well-paid work. And it's useful to boot, which is more than Mr. Snotty White Collar can say for his job.
Without this construction worker, sir, you wouldn't have a roof over your nice little cubicle. And you wouldn't have your house if somebody hadn't built it, and you wouldn't have the trains that brought you to work, and you wouldn't have a whole host of other things you take for granted, sir.
But if you and your job suddenly disappeared off the face of the earth, would the world even notice?
Sir, I honestly doubt that. So stop trying to indoctrinate my niece with your little theories of how the world works.
Thanks.
