How often have we been told that humo(u)r and sarcasm don't always translate in e-mail. Do we, I mean I, ever learn? I mean, do we?
(True story - on my mother's life.)
Last night I received an e-mail from one of the 15 year old's teachers, inviting parents to some sort of exhibition of their work. (I forget the details. Don't they all merge into one?) What caught my eye was the enormous font of the body of the e-mail, compared to the surrounding text in my e-mail folders. I kept making the font smaller, but it was still enormous. And then it dawned on me.
The hilarious e-mail I could send as a reply. Here it is ver batim:
Thanks for the information Mr M.
By the way - we 9th grade parents may generally be in our late 40s and early 50s but we don't need the HUGE font quite yet.!!!!
Toni H (not yet 50 and almost 20/20).
Hilarious, don't you think?
The Man-Child (whose teacher it was) stood by me, loudly denouncing me as a loser and that he would be SO embarrassed he couldn't possibly show up for class, but I knew he didn't really mind otherwise he'd have either pulled the computer plug out of the wall or picked me up and deposited me at the far end of the room.
So I sent it.
The reply? I give up. I realise teachers have to tread warily with parents, but please. Could I really have been serious.
"Sorry about that...I attempted to copy the text from an email I had written on our grading server and there must have been an issue with the formatting. My apologies on that one... "
Argh! No! You're supposed to think I'm one hilarious, hip-cool mama, not a Type A, politically correct a** hole.
In my own defence, I couldn't resist sending off this one last e-mail in the desperate hope that the teacher would realise I had been hilariously joking all along:
"No problem - it was worth the absolute humiliation that I seem to have put the Queenager and the Man-Child through! ;-)"
Unfortunately, I cannot disagree with the teens that this is just one more teacher who now harbours the suspicison that their mother is indeed, insane.