MHS... hahaha

So today, a security guard came and got me out of my 2nd hour class and took me to "the lady dean" (as I call her) Mrs. Smiegelski's office. Apparently, one of my teachers said that I had "an odor of alcohol" about me, so Mrs. S basically started asking me if I was drunk. Um, last time I checked, Apple Cinnamon Chai tea doesn't smell alcoholic.. what so ever. Also, as I sit in a small, enclosed office with and right next to you, don't you think you would be able to tell if I smelled like alcohol? Not only were they randomly questioning me about my (non-existent) alcohol use at not even 10:00 in the morning, but then they fucking breathalyzed me. I obviously blew 0.0, because I DON'T FUCKING DRINK, much less before/at school. When they finally realized that I was 100% sober, as they never should have questioned in the first place, they said "well now we know what kind of person you are. you're honest and you're actually not into that kind of stuff...." Okay, well what ever made you question that I wasn't an honest person? What ever made you think that I wasn't smart enough to come to school nothing but sober? Oooh, that's right, I'm a Tisch. I had an Uncle who was a drunk, a cousin who caused mischief and I've got a burn out older brother that you do nothing but talk about and compare me to. An older brother that I later found out, was also called into the Dean's office today and searched. Seriously, Mundelein? Is that really the best you can fucking do for your students? Is providing your students with teachers that are shit judges of character, stereotypical, and straight up judgmental REALLY the best you can do? Is it too much to ask for a student to be able to come to school and NOT have to worry about what the damn security guards are going to say about her fucking brother, or how teachers are going to treat her after having her older relatives in a previous class, or being accused of being drunk simply because it's expected of her?? If that's seriously all you've got Mundelein, then you're straight up pathetic and you can kiss my unexpectedly sober ass.