My niece is having problems with the dipshit that teaches music at her high school (which happens to be my old high school). This guy has given her a fair bit of trouble in the last year, and my sister met with him and the assistant principals once already in the hopes of resolving this situation but apparently that didn't work. See, the asshole was in charge of getting paperwork done for the U.I.L. band competition. Last week, he informed my niece at the last minute that he hadn't gotten the music for her solo so she wasn't going to be able to compete. She'd been practicing for a few months and he barely came up with that crap right now? What a fucker. Then on Saturday my niece performed in a trio and it turned out that her teacher had submitted the wrong music so they waited around for 2 hours until they found out that they were disqualified when the results were posted.
Now, I'm all for being patient and giving people the benefit of the doubt, but if it were me, and a student had complained and her parents had come in etc... I would make damn sure that no "mistakes" popped up in anything that had to do with her. At least I would if I thought that I might get in trouble. What most bugs me about this guy is that I'm pretty sure he's thinking that no one is going to really make a stink about this and he's almost right. I don't like butting into my niece's stuff if I can help it, but honestly, I find it offensive that someone would sign up to be a coach for an extracurricular activity and then do stuff like this for (what seem to be blatantly) personal reasons. From what I heard my niece's trio was good enough (and there was little enough competition) that it could have probably made it to state and it was the only group that had a decent shot. More to the point none of the other teams made it and hers did a really good job and they didn't even get judged. Sounds at least a bit unfair.
So, tomorrow, I'm probably going to meander on down to ye olde high school to talk to the admins about ripping him a new orifice of some sort. I don't like it when random fuck-ups mess with my family. This makes Victor very unhappy.