To Whom It May Concern {that means you Gullett}: It was a regular day; no complications with teachers or students (for

once) until the time had come for me to tutor. Before I say anything else, I must add the fact that you said that even if you werent there, the door was unlocked anyway, so I could still tutor. Correct? I have done this before, and have had no problems. However on the day given, the substitute teacher and janitor were giving both Rachel and I problems. I tried to explain to them that you told me that I could tutor and that we didnt have rides until 3:30 that day. They refused to hear out my story. The substitute, Mrs. Woodard, asked Mangum across the hall if she knew anything about this. Of course she wouldnt have known because you told me directly. Now to the part that started to tick me off. Mrs. Woodard was getting really angry with us because we werent following her instructions of leaving. To which I replied, Ok. We will leave, but let me give her the worksheets that I had prepared for todays tutoring session. Mrs. Woodard agreed, so I proceeded to give Rachel the worksheets. At this point in time, Mrs. Woodard was getting all ticked at us because we werent moving fast enough. I was starting to boil inside by this point in time, which you know I hardly ever have a problem with a teacher or substitute for that matter. This is when I was about to get a little countretto1. We gathered our materials and was about to leave, when I simply asked if we could use your phone so that we could call our houses so that our parents/guardians know that they needed to come pick us up because tutoring was cancelled. To which she replied very bluntly: NO! YOU CAN CALL IN THE OFFICE; YOU HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE! That was it. I had had enough! We both walked out of the room to which I told Mrs. Woodard Thanks anyway. She mumbled out her last words as we walked out. This was totally unnecessary. The attitude she gave Rachel and I was uncalled for and unprecedented. For her to get Mrs. Mangum, the janitor (dont know her name), and even Mrs. P. Eatmon was out of line and I was very upset2. I dont know what we have to do to establish some truth here, but I know you said without a shadow of a doubt that you told me that even if you werent there that the door would already be unlocked so I could still tutor. Whatever you and I need to do, we need to do it so that this doesnt happen again. The one with a grumpy attitude now,

Matthew Joyner
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- countretto is a contraction meaning country and ghetto - I get upset, and you know I do, but you probably have not imagined me being this upset