Monday, August 22, 2005

The Pimpdaddy Conversion Experience

Pimpdaddy and I have a message for you: Stop sippin' on the haterade.

Besides the sincere (if not marginally written) apology on his letter of introduction, he came to me today on his lunch time to apologize for the Pimpdaddy incident. He even went so far as to make the feminist argument today on our short story. Perhaps it wasn't solely for my benefit.

I have one English class that makes me glad to be alive. They are freakishly charming and talked about the short story for so long that they actually made me believe they read it!!

I am looking for reasons to love the other class. I type this so that you, the whole internet, and I will see this and I will work harder to unearth charm. Today, about twenty minutes of our learn-o-rama was hijacked by a "make him stop lookin a me wiff his oogly face" demonstration.

All in all, the day was not a wash. I have come to own the Pimpdaddy.


Susan said...

You go, girl! (What DO the kids say now?)

I am old, but I am proud of your breakthrough with the Pimpdaddy. But PLEASE keep calling him that. Please.

educat said...

Only for the benefit of the Internets shall Pimpdaddy be Pimpdaddy.

Sadly, Susan, after the "stop looking at me" debacle, I can't think of a single encouraging thing that the kids say.

Let me get back to you.

Karina. said...

If he's converted, shouldn't his new name be the Pimpfather?

And while I know nothing about kids these days, I tend to get a positive reaction from a well-placed "rock on" for encouragement.