Watch out, (the new generation) Victor Meldrew is about (again).
I have said before and I will say again - I abide by the rules that if I am expected to be respectful in notifying companies/people that a change has occured and the appointment/meeting/collection etcetera is not viable for me to attend or complete, I do so.
But, I expect the same courtesy in return.
I spoke about the transport J uses to travel to and from school in my last blog entry.
I have a mobile contact for the school escort who assists the children in embarking and disembarking the vehicle.
I have always notified the driver and escort if J is not attending school and always give them plenty of warning.
So why then, when they (apparently through word of mouth) have broken down, did they not have the courtesy to let me know?
I can safely presume the female escort was not out in the wind and rain, wrench in hand, bonnet popped, fixing the problem, so was able to pick her mobile up and text me (at the very least).
All the other parents were notified apparently. The school was notified.
As for J and I? Well we waited. And waited. And waited.
As I have to leave at a certain time to get O to his school, I could wait no longer, and so had to stress about the fact J would have to come into O's school. If you want, have a read of a blog entry I did back in October, titled 'oooo that was a meltdown and then some', and you will read what occured and why I now dread that happening again.
I telephoned Js school to inform them he would be late as I had to drop O first.
J was teetering on the verge of a screaming meltdown. He was uttering his stressy noises and phrases "one more one more". I let him take his coat of. I let him wander a little as I settled O into his classroom.
I kept up the jolly tone in my voice and "happy happy J".
We got back to the car with only a few "cola cola COLA" shouts from him.
At school he walked in, happier and less stressed.
I drove away thinking I had done a good job and did'nt break out in a sweat, or crying.
Just a text would have helped and made me prepare J better. He was standing waiting for the van to arrive up the road and then was bundled into my car.
Something that people don't think matters, does matter, and does help.
