Friday, June 11, 2010
The F-Bomb Not What He Had in Mind
I had written a post some time ago about returning to teaching after a spell as one of 2 female life insurance sales agents on a team with 18 men back in the early 1980s. If you never read that post, you may want to click here. That was not the only time the F-bomb got me in trouble.
One day, I found a newspaper clipping in my faculty mailbox. I don't recall the subject, but there was a post it not attached that said, "F.Y.I. from Principal Smith (not his real name.)." I pondered the note, and I have to say, I had never seen FYI before. I know, pretty stupid, maybe, but it had never shown up in my insurance expeerience....Well, the "I" part handn't...I sure had heard the F.Y. part more than a few times in that office.
At the end of the day, I marched down to Principal Smith's office, held out the post it note and said, "I got the F@@k You part, but what does the I. stand for, Idiot? The poor man nearly went apoplectic as he sputtered, "For Your Information! For Your Information!"
"Oh," I responded. "Learn something new everyday!" And I hastily beat a path out of his office!