She was drunk again. She was nasty to the kids and to me. She started badgering the boy about his spelling words. She kept demanding that he spell “microorganism” over and over again. He got it right and then she kept after him and he started getting flustered and would get the “ism” part mixed up. Then she would yell at him. When she spelled it wrong herself, I finally said, “Okay, this is enough. Why don’t we take a little break?” She went ballistic. Started yelling at me and demanded to know what I was doing. I told her she was going overboard and when she spelled the word wrong, it was enough and time to stop. She swore that she didn’t say it wrong (she did) and that I was an asshole. I told her she was drunk and to just cut it out. To leave the kids alone and stop talking. She stormed out to her smoking lounge. Then she spent the rest of the night avoiding me. She wouldn’t look at me and if she walked through the room where I was, she would look at the wall and push herself up against the wall and stayed as far away from me as physically possible.
