June 2, 2006 by s.z.

My Basement Detention Camp for Unwed Welfare Teen Mothers

The teen mother went missing, but I finally located her in that stalwart of escape plans, the air shaft. (Okay, maybe it was actually a furnace air exchange pipe, but it serves the same purpose). Yes, she’d secreted herself there in an effort to avoid having to deal with her demanding offspring, but after a couple of hours of hostage negotiations, I managed to talk her out, and then forced her to take care of her kids. But all in all, I’m not sure if my tough love plan to teach parenting skills to disadvantaged youth, and make them deal with the consequences of their unwed sex is going all that well. But I still plan to apply for some of that faith-based social services money, because I think the program is something that this administration would really go for.

I’ll give you more info about the program later, but now I need to get some sleep, as I need to be up at the crack of dawn for my “No Peeing in the House” seminar for wayward debutantes.

Posted by s.z. on Friday, June 2nd, 2006 at 2:26 am.

Cat or dog? And how many offspring are you looking at here? (I’d have run, too, actually.)

Left by D. Sidhe on June 2nd, 2006

I know there’s a euphemism in there somewhere, I’m just not sure where to start.

Left by Heydave on June 2nd, 2006

Tough love huh?
Or rather “rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrruff” love…

Left by actor212 on June 2nd, 2006

But I still plan to apply for some of that faith-based social services money, because I think the program is something that this administration would really go for.

Good luck with that.

But all in all, I�m not sure if my tough love plan to teach parenting skills to disadvantaged youth, and make them deal with the consequences of their unwed sex is going all that well.

You just blew it. Your need to assess and evaluate betrays a disturbing lack of faith. And your assessments and evaluations are needlessly based on reality, to say nothing of your reliance on the quaint notions of “success” and “failure.”But don’t despair. The position of presidential dog wrangler will be open soon. You’re encumbered with relevant experience, but that’s easily enough papered over. And it may not fit with your current career path, but, after all, the B School is the B School. (The relation-with-Jenna issue, however, is something you’re going to have to deal with on your own. And when you do, can I watch?)

Left by Uncommitted in Brighton on June 2nd, 2006