As mentioned by Richard (of RBB) we had a survey after school yesterday. We were instructed by Ringo to make our way to a designated computer lab. and to complete a survey on the attitudes and methodologies prevalent in our school, with particular emphasis on bullying and victimisation.
We were told that completing the survey at the same time would reduce any environmental influences on the final statistics. What a load of tosh.
I think we were all told to do it NOW to try and ensure a reasonable number of completed answers, because we soon discovered that:
a) It was a long survey, and took about ½ hour to complete
b) Many of the questions were very similar, if not identical.
c) The questions asked for our opinions on whole school behaviours and attitudes, and there was not a "Don't know" or "Uncertain" or "I really don't give a fuck" option.
And if we were asked to do it in our own time, many of us probably wouldn't have bothered completing it. I was a little miffed on being herded like an unruly group of Year 9s to do as we were told, but maybe that's because I'm (like a lot of Scots) a bolshie bastard (as well as a Twisted one)
The Return to the Zombies.
After I got home last night it was like one of those "Night of the Living Dead" movies. My beloved and my son had not recovered from the vomiting, and were still making rushed trips to the bathrooms. When they weren't rushing about, they lay like corpses sprawled on the couches. I kept imagining the buzz of flies, but no matter how hard I looked, I couldn't see any maggots moving over their waxy skin.
I hope they'll be OK by tomorrow, the silence was quite depressing. Especially as I could clearly hear the rumbles and gurgles emanating from their abdomens.