Then I looked for a review of the school that I went to. It's not on Glassdoor but some other site. The school has a terrible rating based on a number of objective factors.
But one recent alumni review mentions how the uniform policy was relaxed during his/her time there. On Fridays you were able to wear what you like.
I wonder when this uniform policy was introduced. We were able to wear whatever we wanted when I was a student. Even when I taught there a few years later.
The very idea of a public (government-run) school having uniforms is madness to me. In my day, no public schools had uniforms. That was strictly for private (fee-paying) schools.
Consider that 87% of the current students at this school are on free or reduced price lunches. That means that 87% of the students are in abject poverty. How are they paying for the uniforms?
I suppose this was an argument even when I was a student. Is it cheaper to buy uniforms or to buy a whole wardrobe of clothes? The uniform is perhaps cheaper. Also, I recall seeing pictures of this school's uniform and it's not like what one finds in the UK or even the private school I went to. There's no tie or sweater and certainly no blazer or the like. It's just shorts and a short-sleeved shirt with the three buttons at the top front area. Presumably, "slacks" and a long-sleeved shirt in the cold months.
Why are they called "slacks" in school? Why not "pants"? "Pants" means "trousers", of course. But "pants" covers everything -- jeans, casual pants, dress pants. I guess I've answered my own question. Perhaps "slacks" basically means "casual pants" but excludes jeans.
These reviews were surprisingly well-written and insightful. A lot of them were just about the poor quality of the cafeteria food but I suppose that's a consideration as well. Some bemoaned the quality of the teaching staff but conceded that they were good people. Others described the poorly-behaved classmates who made teaching difficult.
Let me see reviews for the private school I went to. It has a way higher grade but only a marginally higher average SAT score. That's weird.
Somebody mentions how awesome the "retreats" were. I only went to one, fortunately. It was awful. And by "retreat" they just meant "some other building in the school." It's hardly a pilgrimage to Jerusalem. But who knows? Maybe they've greatly improved the "retreats" since my day. I can tell you that I certainly didn't feel closer to God and my fellow students after them. To the contrary. I had some faggot priest repeat a rumour, told by some idiot older girl, that I worshipped Satan. Because we all know that somebody who's socially awkward and doesn't want to take part in these obnoxious group activities is clearly in league with the Devil.
What kind of priest would repeat such nonsense? He was a young guy. I wonder...no, I don't think I have a yearbook for that year so I can't look him up. That's disappointing. He was a "cool" priest so went by his first name but I don't remember his last name.
One review mentions how the school recently had an anime club. I wonder why that got shut down.
Holy crap. This guy says that there are MONTHLY drills for "emergencies". I thought he was talking about tornado drills. No, these are school violence drills. They're getting prepared for school shootings. MONTHLY drills? That has to be untrue.
Most of these reviews are about the clubs and sports. Some cafeteria complaints. Disappointing.
The public school reviews are clearly written by real people with thoughts and opinions. These private school reviews are written by weird robots who are programmed to write propaganda reviews.
Did you know that Classmates dot com offers scanned versions of yearbooks? How can this possibly be legal? They don't have all the years but the one I see here is all yellowed. My copy isn't yellowed. But what incentive do I have for scanning it? So that Classmates dot com can profit?
While browsing Facebook, I noticed that this private school that I went to had a 20 year reunion recently. People in attendance: the fattest kid in our class, four other loser guys, a loser woman, and a handful of decrepit old teachers.
Let the good times roll.
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