Why does it bother me so much??

Yesterday during the last day of school I subbed a class for an out-of-town teacher. The class I subbed for was the same one that I just got done teaching myself. So I saw the same kids two periods in a row.

Twenty minutes into the period, one of the kids (who had gone to the bathroom during my class, too) asked to go to the bathroom. I told him he couldn't. He asked why, I said because I said so, and told him to go sit down.

Instead of walking back to his seat, he walked out the door. As he was leaving, I asked him where he was going, to which he replied, "I'm going to the bathroom. But don't worry about permission. I have the law on my side."

I am still aghast. Why do we have reality shows about people shopping when real, valid entertainment would lie in following bratty mama's kids around the real world? The entertainment would be in the conflict: a brutal adjustment to the domain of the RW, where a word from the mother means nothing and the young adult's complete inability to understand and practice self-discipline and respect mean everything.