I broke.

So much for being nice. I thought i was doing just great. but then i lost control. well, not completely, but i was no longer nice. i got a phone call from a very rude parent today. at first i was nice, but he was already to the point where when you are so frustrated you just repeat yourself and don't listen to what people have to say. i tried to answer his questions as politely as i could, at first, but that didn't last. it's hard not to stoop to the level of an angry parent when he won't even take the time to listen. it was so bad, i had to call him by the name "SIR"...that rarely happens. you know someone is frustrated when the names "sir" or "maam" are spoken. when i hung up the phone, i had failed to get the students name, or his for that matter, and luckily he didn't ask for mine. i feel bad for my reactions, and i should, but he made me feel useless and dumb. the more i write, the more i realize that everyone should just be nice to each other. i think a lot of problems would be fixed if everyone just shook it off a little and relaxed, myself included. i am getting less shakey by the minute, so i should be recovered by tomorrow. oh, the perks of working for orientation.