In response to the following comment:

In 1990 I went to a small, private school a little north of New Orleans. When we went on the tour to look at it the principal had a lot of great thing to say and was a friendly woman.

My pops took on an extra job so I could go there and about 3 months into the school year the principal took an odd turn. Suddenly I had to buy special "school approved socks" (We had uniforms but that wasn't part of it), I had to buy special school approved wind breakers. She confiscated a Lisa Frank binder I was carrying because she "Wasn't sure about it", which I still don't know what she mean. Twice she cancelled field trips the day of and cancelled one while we were on the way there.

Right near the conclusion of my time there, the principal found out she had a brain tumor and apologized for any erratic decisions she made. She died about 18 months after that school year ended.

I responded with:

Read as "my poops took on an extra job..." hilarity ensued

-16 for that one.