Part II: A Proud Moment
A teenager from the school where I teach was on Dr. Phil's show today. She was on the show last year and today was the follow-up. I couldn't bear to watch.
Short version of the story: "Jane," (Honest-To-God NOT her real name-although I don't know why I DON'T use her real name, since SHE'S the one who was on national television) was 16 years old when she decided to accept her boyfriend's mother's "invitation" to accompany their family to Florida.
Here's where it gets complicated. The boyfriend belongs to a very established and well known extended family of "Gypsies" that live around here. Dr. Phil had a hard time believing such folks existed, but trust me. They do. I don't recall a year in my very lengthy Man Am I Old career where I haven't had at least ONE of these folks in my classroom (boys' required attire: wifebeater tee-shirts and hair gel slick enough to skateboard on).
Basically, this is their M.O.: Send the kids to school until they're 16 and can legally drop-out. THEN travel around the country in flashy pick-ups and con mostly elderly folks into having their driveways paved or their houses painted for the mere sum of their client's life savings. And they're a little incestuous too, but that's another story.
"Jane's" mother didn't approve of her daughter's relationship with GypsyBoy, and became concerned when she suddenly disappeared for about a week in the middle of the school year. Eventually, she contacted Dr. Phil to track her daughter down. They found her in Florida, with GypsyBoy and his family, and the rest was just plain Jerry Springer. T.V cameras recorded pretty much the following (Condensed Version):
JANE: "I HATE my muthu. Give me my fuckin cellphone back!"
JANE'S SISTER: (who I PERSONALLY wouldn't screw with...while wrestling with Jane) "You Bleeping Bleeping Bleeping Bitch! You ain't supposed to have a cellphone!"
JANE'S Mutha: "I just want my daughta back."
JANE'S BOYFRIEND: (Live on the Loud Dr. Phil Show Phone). "Ummmmm." Pause. "Ummmmm, I love you baby."
Later In The Day:
JANE: "Get outta my face! I wanna have a butt and I need a lighta! You SUCK!"
Yup. Too bad I missed Part II-I'm sure the entire clan made us all proud again.
Short version of the story: "Jane," (Honest-To-God NOT her real name-although I don't know why I DON'T use her real name, since SHE'S the one who was on national television) was 16 years old when she decided to accept her boyfriend's mother's "invitation" to accompany their family to Florida.
Here's where it gets complicated. The boyfriend belongs to a very established and well known extended family of "Gypsies" that live around here. Dr. Phil had a hard time believing such folks existed, but trust me. They do. I don't recall a year in my very lengthy Man Am I Old career where I haven't had at least ONE of these folks in my classroom (boys' required attire: wifebeater tee-shirts and hair gel slick enough to skateboard on).
Basically, this is their M.O.: Send the kids to school until they're 16 and can legally drop-out. THEN travel around the country in flashy pick-ups and con mostly elderly folks into having their driveways paved or their houses painted for the mere sum of their client's life savings. And they're a little incestuous too, but that's another story.
"Jane's" mother didn't approve of her daughter's relationship with GypsyBoy, and became concerned when she suddenly disappeared for about a week in the middle of the school year. Eventually, she contacted Dr. Phil to track her daughter down. They found her in Florida, with GypsyBoy and his family, and the rest was just plain Jerry Springer. T.V cameras recorded pretty much the following (Condensed Version):
JANE: "I HATE my muthu. Give me my fuckin cellphone back!"
JANE'S SISTER: (who I PERSONALLY wouldn't screw with...while wrestling with Jane) "You Bleeping Bleeping Bleeping Bitch! You ain't supposed to have a cellphone!"
JANE'S Mutha: "I just want my daughta back."
JANE'S BOYFRIEND: (Live on the Loud Dr. Phil Show Phone). "Ummmmm." Pause. "Ummmmm, I love you baby."
Later In The Day:
JANE: "Get outta my face! I wanna have a butt and I need a lighta! You SUCK!"
Yup. Too bad I missed Part II-I'm sure the entire clan made us all proud again.
posted by Bemisdown at 5:02 PM
4 Comments:
I'm holding back a tear when I ask: "That little girl was you, wasn't it...?"
Sorry Clinky...
It wasn't me. But don't we learn em good around here?
Anunomess...
Too scary to watch.
Anunomess,
But if you were a really SEASONED Agoraphobic, then the whole plane fare issue would be moot. Dr. Phil would have to come to your house to tell you to "Get Real!"
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