Went as a chaperon to Junior Achievement with J. middle school class (only field trip this year by my count) and the kids were supposed to balance out a budget given a profile they received (married, 2 kids; single, 3 kids, married, no kids) and salaries ranging from $21,000 to $50,000 a year.
And darned if the kids didn't make a good go if it, finding room to pay the mortgage, rent, car payments, food, insurance, vacation, med. insurance, down to savings and donations. J. ended up as a single woman with a salary of $51,000. So she lived on the beach and drove a sports car. She had $7 left over at the end of the month.
I think some adults, moi included, could use this rundown.
But then things went haywire from there. Her best friend wouldn't "wait for her" a faux pas in friendship etiquette. Wouldn't save her a seat and one of the girls put a sticker on her back and no one would tell her about it.
Then the coach got mad at some girl mouthing off, and made them run lines until they were in tears. Ahem. This isn't the 1980 Olympics team (see Miracle if want to know what I'm talking about) or the Marines.
So I picked up a tearful J. in the back of the gym.
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