Gal Smiley brought home a note from school yesterday from her teacher, asking parents to email her so she can put together a class news distribution list. Then she signed the note with her full name, like “Jane Smith,” and her email address is also “firstname.lastname@example.org,” which left me with quite the quandry. Should I address the email to “Madame Smith”? Or perhaps “Ms. Smith”?
I have real trouble referring to the kids’ teachers by their first name. Sending an email saying, “Hi Jane!” seems way too informal, especially considering we haven’t really ever met yet. But we’re both adults, so if I did meet her, wouldn’t I call her Jane? The rules-follower and brown-noser in me just can’t do it, though. GAH.
Once I had settled on, “Hi Mrs. Smith…” as an opening, then I had to work on writing out, “Here is my email address” by sounding nice, and helpful, but not TOO bubbly, because that would be weird. And I struggled for ages on how to say, “And could you also add my husband to the list, here is his email” without implying that there was some sort of odd custody arrangement I was trying to work around.
At least I signed my own name correctly…I think. How is it that one can reach the age of 42 and yet be so socially inept?
I think it is my own ineptitude that made me be all freaked out about the first day yesterday. Just like last year, things went very well for two out of three (ain’t bad!), but crappy for the third. This year it’s Gal Smiley who has been cut off from all of her friends, and I mean seriously ALL her friends. GAH. She was brave-facing it yesterday morning which is THE WORST, and I consider it a personal triumph that I didn’t just come home and cry.
She makes friends pretty easily though, and her teacher seems really great, and when this happened last year to the Captain he did adapt eventually – it took a few months but by the end of the year he’d developed some awesome best buds, all of whom are in his class this year again.
So I’m clinging to the idea of a happy ending, assuming the Gal’s teacher doesn’t blacklist her for the crappy/weird/awkward email her mother sent in. GAH.