I just have one question....

I just wanna know,...... THE HELL HAPPENED TO BECAUSE I SAID SO?!?

Those of you who follow my tweets and my YT channel you know that I chaperoned a college tour this week.  Myself and some colleagues took about 50 or so under privileged minority teens on a trip to visit some really nice schools in the New England are.  Before I could fill my blog with anything college readiness related, I needed to just plain vent.  This has been THE WORST college tour I’ve ever been associated with.  Unfortunately a few ungrateful, pseudo entitled, over accessorized, unlearned, unexposed, detention bound summer school rejects (pictured above) ruined the experience for us all. 

BABBBYY…it’s been everything from fistfights and vajayjay fingering, to shop lifting and Coco-Rumba in Coke Cans.  But what’s really got me is that these lil expletives have no concept of the accountability, or remorse. You can’t threaten them.  And upon reprimanding they want to argue you down and tell you how they feel.  Ms. Hunny.. we just left the security office where you missed a shoplifting charge by the skin of your teeth.  The part of story where I ‘m concerned with your feelings died when you elected to fill your bags with merchandise that you DID NOT PAY FOR.  #okbye  I can yell at you.  I’m entitled to be angry.. I’m embarrassed, as you should be.  You had me sitting outside security looking like “OJ DID IT” and I’m supposed to spare your feelings.?!? Are you off your biscuit?!  I heard you and your “I’m a kid and kid’s make mistakes.”  Miss me with all that there! Is this real life?  Ummm , kids commit crimes and go to prisons too.   So if you feel attacked right now.. you should!!!  I’m doing my job.  I’m here because I care for you and right now I’m responsible for you and for making you understand that if you feel like sh*t warmed up right now, you should. 

I’m not a parent so I’m not judging or acting as if I know it all. I know I have a lot more living to do and I understand I have much to learn.  But how and when did we start allowing kids to believe they don’t have to answer anyone.   I mean we all have been kids and I know personally that I’ve done more than my fair share of talking back.   I’ve snuck around and did my thing but at the very least I was scared of getting caught.   These kids?!?!  Chyle please, not only do they boldly and directly defy you in your face but then they have the NERVE to make excuses and attempt to negotiate and talk you out of the consequences.   You did something wrong, you pay the consequences.  You don’t think it’s fair? That’s cool but, guess what? Not only does that not matter,I do not CARE.  I’m not concerned with your rationale, nor do I feel obligated to explain myself to you.  You will do what I say, because I said so and that is it. Or at least it used to be.  Somewhere in the last ten years, that seems to have all changed. 

Real life happens regardless of how I think and feel.  Is it fair police officers pick and choose who to pull over and ticket? Is it fair that I don’t know where my daddy is? Is it fair that I get to work on time but miss my 9am conference call because of a fire drill in my building? NO but all of these real life issues bring about real life consequences that I have to deal with completely regardless of how they make me feel.  But these kids are entitled to explanations.  They have to know and understand each and everything and if they are uncomfortable are entitled to say and do whatever they want.  I just want to know what happened in the last ten years that brought us here.  Seriously.. anybody with any insight.. please do respond.  How can we fix this or all we just doomed to chaos of life according to everybody’s feelings? 

Whewww…. I feel better..

Thanks so much..

Tykeia

aka 

TheGlamNERD

Comments

[Danni]

Gurl, what happened, you ask?? Parents stopped being parents and holding their kids accountable for their actions. Our communities (if you can call them that much anymore) are not concerned with our youth. We are more concerned on making our next dollar. Back when we were growing up, not only did our parents beat our behind when we did something wrong, so did Mrs. Jones down the street. It took a community to raise a child back then. You betta have some sense or it was knocked into you. There were always consequences for actions and acknowledgement of bad choices. Today, it just does not matter. So sad but, true. Because I said so, worked when I was little. If you had a question about it, you kept it to yourself and kept it moving or you were popped in the mouth. Those were your choices. Hell, my mother still says that and I fully believe she would still pop me in the mouth despite the fact that I'm grown. So, I just shut up and keep it moving. We just don't have that anymore. Smh...