Professional my arse!!

11/3/09

Youngest son's tutors second visit to the house. After an hour he tells me he needs some fresh air and asked youngest to go out with him, Son said he was fine where he was, I said if you are going out can you get my gas card topped up as the shop was only a minute away at end of our cul de sac so son said ok. They took a long time but I just thought the shop would be busy with school kids and workers getting hot food so there would be a big queue.

I was looking out of the window when I saw both youngest and the tutor at the bottom of the street far away from the shop and wondered where the hell they had been. Youngest walks in to the house and makes a circle with his finger at his temple, in other words telling me the man is crazy. They carried on at the kitchen table on school work. I thought no more about it till the man left the house.

Youngest then erupted, he said the tutor had told him not to go into the shop, that he could do that when he got back as he wanted to stretch his legs (I am thinking I will stretch his neck when I get a hold of him) so he had my son walk with him to the Dart station and back, a good 15 min walk there and back. I asked son why the hell did he not just say no and get home, he roars at me “because you fucking made me go” and “because he is the boss, the one in charge” I said I asked you to go and get my gas card topped up at the shop and the shop is there, one minute away from us. He tells me that the tutor was quizzing him about his brother, about his dad, what’s his name? Is he Irish? Where does he live? What does he do for a living? Youngest said he just tried to ignore Tutor but that Tutor repeated his questions and he felt he had to answer because he has been raised to respect adults. (except his mother in his eyes) Then the tutor asked him did he and his brother have the same dad. I was fuming, I rang him straight away but his phone went to voice mail, I did not leave any message as I would have been arrested with what I wanted to say to him. That man is in big trouble. I told son he should have had more bloody sense to leg it away from the man at his age and he tells me it is all my fault. Yeah off course it is as per bloody usual.

12/3/09

Youngest and I went to Northern Ireland so I could go to Iceland. The tutor was due at 1pm but the train back was running late.

The train was 45 minutes late getting back. I rang the tutor as soon as I got off. I said my son will no longer have you as his tutor, what you did yesterday was totally out of order and I will be making an official complaint about it. He asks do I want to meet him face to face and would son be there so he can explain, I asked son and he said “no way, he makes me feel uncomfortable as it is” so I declined his offer. I then asked him who the hell he thought he was and how dare he overstep the mark, telling my son not to go into the shop his mother had asked him to go to, how dare he make my son walk with him, a stranger, how dare he quiz my son about his brother and father and how dare he ask my son if he and his brother had the same dad. He says he saw my mouse mat photo of the boys next to the computer and could see a lot of me in the boys, I said anything in my house has bugger all to do with him, how is anything his business, that my family have bugger all to do with him, that he is paid to tutor my son for education purposes, he says he is sorry, that he was just making conversation and he was just curious, that made me worse, I told him he is a disgrace. He asks can he come to the house and apologise and explain to son, I said no and tell him he is one bloody strange man. My heart was going like the clappers when I got off the phone and youngest was laughing. I told him it wasn't bloody funny and he had better grow a pair of balls and should have told me all that was said the minute he got back with that man yesterday, it was like the social worker trying to go into eldest's room with no asking or permission  all over again, why only bloody tell me after it happens and these people are gone.

When I get home the tutor is ringing me, he asked to speak to youngest, I said you are not speaking to my son and if you go anywhere near my son at all I will swing for you. I sent a complaint to Anna Livia Tutors and rang the Education Welfare Officer, she said that is men for you. Anna Livia Tutors rang me, a man said he is very sorry about my experience but the tutor was not one of theirs as they got rid of him two years ago after many complaints about him but they would make sure that youngest had a 1^st class tutor. I assume that strange man must have been an acquaintance of the Education Welfare Officer as she was the one who sent him. She was an extremely nice woman but he was a total tosser.