School Notes - Part 1

Nowadays, I’ve been dropping Adi to school in the mornings due to some technical issues with his school bus routine. Today we’re running a bit late and I’ve just put on my best Michael Schumacher hat, stepped on the gas pedal and  managed to drop Adi before the 7.40 bell rings.

I don’t know if it is just me being in a grumpy morning mood, but to make matters worse, a heavily made up, garish red lipsticked mom who had her kid in tow, bumped straight into me. She mumbled an apology, but what struck me was, why the heck was she dressed up like THAT. It was early morning, and what in the world motivates someone to dress up like that to drop their child to SCHOOL! I mean, you’re not coming for a social do, are u?

So I decided to list down the kind of characters that I've had to grin and bear while dropping my kid to school 

Specimen 1: Mrs Red lipstick – The red lipsticked, short skirted, SUV driving Mom (who cant park in her given parking space) of a 10 year old clearly needs to be reminded by someone that its easier to just walk around with a sign board on her neck saying “available”

Specimen 2: Mrs. Botox – Clearly Mrs Botox has had herself botoxed from some discount offer available during Dubai Shopping festival, else why will her face look like that!!! unless she got a free Nose job (which went all wrong) and a lip job (and whatever else jobs) as part of her Botox offer. Someone needs to tell her that there’s something called a “aging gracefully” look most men like better than her current state of affairs.

Specimen 3: Mr. Suits – Mr Suits is always in suits, almost makes me feel he sleeps in them also. Yesterday Mr. Suits was clearly wearing his best suit possible. Grey suit with little white prints, grey tie and hair dripping gel. Maybe he should just ask out Specimen number 2 for a date!

Specimen 4: Mr. Bum Crack – This specimen was the worst disaster I have had to encounter. He was this late 30s beer bellied chap, who seems to think he’s still in his teens and can carry off wearing those low slung jeans with his boxers in view. So when he bent over and kissed his child bye, yours truly had to go through the agony of having full view of his hairy butt crack for a full 2 milliseconds! 

Oh groan!