Wednesday Confessions

I feel guilty about this confession, because I usually refrain from ranting about people I know, or who may read and become hurt by what I say. I have a heart.....sometimes.

 I really miss Abbey's band director. He left us at the beginning of the year to take a job in Texas. He ran a tight ship. He was also hyper organized with schedules and lists and people knowing what is going on, what needs to be done. It was like a male version of me. Total control freak. New director is a nice warm and fuzzy girl that is "being nice" and not making them practice on Monday's. By my math that is 21 hours of potential practice time that other bands are having. How the hell does she expect to win if we are wasting time. If she tells me she is just wants the kids to have a good experience I will scream. We have been a state level band for years. I am not sure I can handle this lax way of thinking. Our first competition is this weekend. We are the only ones in our class but we will be competing with everyone else for over all.

Just so you know what kind of crazy psycho I am. I look at all the bands in our class and track how they are scoring. I then check out the scores of the competition for overall and track them as well. There are a few bands we will compete for overall that has been scoring really well. I don't know how we compare since this is our first time out.



Vodka and Soda

2 comments

  1. I wouldn't call them control issues. You seem organized, which I love!!!

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  2. I agree with the above. It doesn't sound like control issues. It sounds like organization and frustration with disorganization. And there's nothing wrong with that at all!

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