Mrs. Pacheco (who does not exist) was really irked after seeing this artwork from little Estar (who doesn't exist either) who handed it in as a kindergarten assignment. Pinned to Estar's shirt the following morning was this note to the teacher:
Dear Ms. Brewer;
I wish to clarify that I am not now, nor have I ever been, an exotic dancer.
I want to be very clear on my child's illustration. It is NOT of me on a dance pole on a stage in a strip joint. I work at Home Depot and had commented to my son how much money we made in the recent snowstorm. This drawing is of me selling a shovel.
From now on I will remember to check Estar's homework more thoroughly before he hands it in.
Mrs. Pacheco
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