YOU CALL THAT TOILET CLEAN?..THAT'S HALF ASS!

   More stories about "Felix" is what I get daily.  So here we go... "Felix" was in public education for 42 years.  He was first a teacher, then a guidance counselor, then an assistant principal, finally a principal.. He could have been on the school board but he said he wasn't Kissing Anyone's Ass, so he retired from being a principal.  His school was in the Ghetto.  I went to this school in the 70's but didn't realize it was in the Ghetto.  All I remember was my bus would pass in front of the Projects then we would turn on this road.  I never looked at street signs so I don't know if the road was called Martin Luther King Dr. always or was it renamed.  "Felix" took pride in his Ghetto school.  He never once called it a Ghetto school but a childhood friend told me we went to school in the Ghetto.  Maybe that is why I love Elvis Presley's song, "In The Ghetto", because it's my Alma Mater.  "Felix" ran his Ghetto school like a Navy Man would say, "A Tight Ship".  He walked those Ghetto halls all day long.  He would check on his teachers, the kids, the cafeteria, and finally the janitors.  I know he wanted to fire the teacher's that were doing a Half Ass job, but he couldn't because they had tenure.  He had some good teachers and he made sure I got them.  I still begrudge him for that one year he put me with the dummies.  The cool smart kids went to the English Teacher that slept during class.  ARE YOU KIDDING ME?..I WANTED TO BE IN THAT CLASS!!!... I'm in Middle School, Do you think I'm worried about a descent education?...I was more worried about.. "What was for lunch in the cafeteria?... Was the spinach in the cafeteria that days mowed grass?...Will I smell like the cafeteria all day?....I can't actually eat in the cafeteria, only the poor kids do that, not the cool kids.  I wish my moma would buy me some "Love's Baby Soft perfume so I wouldn't smell like chicken, mash potatoes, bleach water and cafeteria plates".... I must have been a poor kid because I ate in the cafeteria all the way through school.  Eating in the cafeteria as a Senior was the WORST.  That's another issue I begrudge against my father, "Felix".   The only person that could hide from "Felix" was the janitor.  It made him crazy.  I remember a funny story how "Felix" walked into the bathrooms and smelled Pine-Sol.  Most principals would say, "smells clean therefore the toilets must be clean"..  "Felix took it one step futher and inspected those toilets"... RING AROUND THE TOILETS????.....UNACCEPTABLE!!!... There goes Felix on a mission to find the guilty janitor who might be in the broom closet taking a nap.  Up and Down, Up and Down, Felix looking for his janitor.  He finally finds him smoking a cigarette in his car.  "Felix" leads the janitor to the Pine-Sol bathroom and lifts the lid from the Ring Around Toilet and says to the janitor, "YOU CALL THAT TOILET CLEAN?.. THAT'S HALF ASS!!!.... You can't just throw Pine-Sol in the toilet and swish it around, THAT'S NOT CLEAN, You Must Use A Pulmic Stone, GET IN THERE WITH BOTH HANDS & SCRUBB!!!.....THAT'S HALF ASS... THAT'S HALF ASS.... THAT'S HALF ASS..... is all I heard growing up... On "Felix's" Tombstone... It will read "Felix" Born September 9, 1939~Died ?......From Heaven I hear...."My Tombstone Wasn't Even Finished... Figures...............It was done HALF ASS!"