I have my own bodyguard. He's a year 9 with anger management issues. Anyone attempting to give me any lip in class is likely to quickly find theirs fatter. He's a nice lad, but his devotion does cause some issues. The other day, for example, he used a classmate to up my broken window count. I should be in line for some kind of special certificate at the end of the year.
The troubling part of this story is that the incident went something like this:
K: You're a pommy bastard Mr. B.
MR B'S BODYGUARD: You can't say that to Mr. B! Do you want me to hit him for you Mr. B?
MR. B: (busy marking the roll and not really listening) Sure.
SFX: Sound of glass breaking as K is shoved through a large window.
(The last part of this scene is witnessed by a passing senior teacher. MR. B puts head in hands.)
Obviously, I can't be held responsible for this. At no point in either my training or (short) experience had I ever been under the impression that kids sometimes listen to what you tell them. These hands are clean.
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I hope you hadn't already marked the kid off the role before this happened.
I hope you* don't take this comment the wrong way.
(Looks around to see if there are any windows in his vicinity)
(Edges slowly away from Mr B ...)
*Or your bodyguard.
Yes, be warned. I have violent teenage spies everywhere. They know where you blog.
(Actually, they don't. Because then they would probably know where I blog. Which might lead to disaster.)
Oh please, they wouldn't understand a word of it.
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