I weep for the future...

[saone]

Spent yesterday being a chaperon for a bunch of high school students at a district-wide competition thing - the by-product of having a mother who's a teacher and isn't afraid to play the guilt card. Part of my duties also included being a judge for a role-playing contest. Here's a brief excerpt from one of the braintrusts dear children...


Me: So, how would you advertise my product?

Duh!girl: With advertising.

Me: *blinks*

Duh!girl: *stares vacantly*

Crickets: *chirp*

Me: Uh, what kind of advertising?

Duh!girl: *keeps staring*

Me: *searches for any sign of intelligence*

Duh!girl: The good kind.


I refrained from actually slamming my head against any hard surfaces, but it was a close call.

Comments

[marag.livejournal.com]

::headdesk:: Okay, my 4-year-old often gives answers like that. And in a child of that age, it's cute and age-appropriate. But...

[wirrrn.livejournal.com]

No, you're supposed to slam *her* head against a hard surface, until her brain switches to the "On" position.

btw- saw MILK. Was suitably gobsmacked. Am now in love with James Franco.

btw again- saw ROLE MODELS. Still coming down off the high of seeing Seann William Scott's arse *g*