Dog Days Three came out about three weeks ago to little fanfare. Barely a parp has been heard in response to such a ground-breaking piece of shit. Perhaps it's the fact I haven't been selling it or mentioning it to anyone. One fellow came up to me at a show last week and asked if I was the guy "who wrote the zines". I prepared my self for some flattery but instead he told me that I shouldn't be mean about a guy I had mentioned in it."He worships you guys," he said rather curtly, "he'd be crushed if he found out you were making fun of him. All I ask is that you just be nice to him." Then he turned around and walked off. Hmph.
If you're like that sensitive fellow and have read Dog Days Three, you'll have discovered that the first half of the zine is a diary of my job as a teaching assistant whereby I recount the woe of being a sponge for teenage angst in a secondary school. I can't believe some of the shit I hear. Last week I had two real fucked up and stupid encounters in one lesson: one kid asked me what was so bad about Nazis and I had to tell him that they were insane racist, homophobic mass murderers and that's just for starters. Then this part-animal girl threw a bottle across the room and wouldn't stop shouting and banging the table, so I told her not to be so rude and disrespectful to everyone else in that room trying to learn. At lunch time she asked me, "How was I being disrespectful? It's not like I raped you." What the fuck?! She's twelve years old and this is how she talks to adults. Fuck a shit! I tried to explain the implications of what she had just said to me but it was no use, she was surrounded by her group of loud, giggly friends and told me "You can't get me into trouble." I can goddamn try my hardest you little wretch!
Yesterday one of the other teaching assistants told me she overheard the same girl in a lesson saying, "Mr Adams has got a girlfriend...I saw him get out of the RE teacher's car and do up his trousers!" Then went back on this notion of me being straight (not that it fucking matters or is any of her fucking fat-bod business) by saying, "Mr Adams is gay. That's why he has a beard and wears tight trousers!" This friday she is being suspended and next year she's being moved away from her annoying friends, so hopefully in the future she might learn some manners and shut her big poopy whore mouth. It scares me when people that young act so vulgarly towards other people. I've met farm animals with better manners.
So, in terms of meaness I am quite familiar with how mean people can be to one another but I'd rather not be. This world is slowly being fucked by mindless, hateful and selfish people. I may be shit at my job but I am not an advocate of meanness, racism, homophobia, or pollution/waste. I'm trying to teach kids how to be socially acceptable crust punks. But this shit just ain't flying. I was so annoyed by this girl that I drew this picture of her for my housemates, so that when they got up for work they'd be greeted by her cheery personalilty.
If you fancy reading any other grim stories from the school I work in or the much more positive tour diary order one HERE. If I'm still at this job after the summer holidays expect this to become a full time school diary blog. I can believe I've wasted such a golden opportunity!