I weep for the future...

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.