At 9.25am precisely my mobile began to blip. I was working so I ignored it for a while. A few minutes later it blipped again and again.
My curiosity got the better of me I went to check but before I could an email darted up on my screen.
“WHERE ARE YOU?” It was titled in loud shouty capitals.
You are rostered on and have not shown up. We need advance warning if you are not going to do as required. It is your responsibility to find a suitable replacement (who has completed all necessary paperwork). Could you please explain your absence. Call to discuss.
Shit.
I’d forgotten. Shit shit shit. It had totally slipped my mind despite five emails, an electronic reminder and a new app I had been asked to download that had notified me three times.
I had missed my kid’s kindergarten reading group.
Twenty six-year-olds had to contend with only three “parent helpers” rather than four.
Twenty six-year-olds had to play sight word bingo without me.
20 six-year-olds had to play sight word bingo without me.Via Istock.
I’m not sure how I forgot.
We’d had training. (Yes training)
We’d completed the required paperwork, had more emails than Hillary Clinton and, as I mentioned, had been signed up to an app to ensure we all didn’t miss our "shifts."
And still I forgot.
The funny thing is that I KNEW the consequences. I knew the CEO class parent would come down on me like a tonne of bricks. I knew there would be trouble.