If there is a creature stranger than a headmaster, I'd sure like to meet it. Maybe it's just the schools I went to, but they always seem to be men obsessed with the concepts of honor, dignity and achievement. And I understand that as a head of a school that maybe abstract nouns are exactly the sort of thing you should be obsessed with, but the problem is that headmasters always like to use themselves as an example...a fact which teenagers inevitably exploit the shit out of.
Today I'm not even going to get into my elementary school headmasters in any detail. I simply don't have time to analyze the ex-military man who paddled children or the stiff man who sounded so much like those newfangled talking handheld dictionary computers of the early 90's that we used to type in words, press "SAY" and scare our teacher into thinking he had stealthily popped in for an inspection. No, I won't talk about these two men, although I'd briefly like to ask what the hell the Board of Trustees was thinking when they decided to hire someone who is about as expressive as a dalek that daleks find boring to run a school for children 11 and under.
