So when did I, an educator, get roped into the whole, "I don't give a fuck about your dumb questions and will tell you that at all costs" movement?

I'm on hour 3 of past students and parents, or current parents contacting me about former students. We just had a student pass away and it was a very sudden accident. My school is already reeling from two student passings last semester. We went from 2 in the last 4 years to now 5 in the last 8 months. <br><br>Since I've been with the district 12 years, I have had a lot of students, and a lot of parents. The sheer number of people who are reaching out to me with the most inane, dumb questions and then acting like it's my PURPOSE IN LIFE to give them the most up-to-date information is bothersome. <br><br>Like was I not clear in my first email? The young lady died in an accident. She was not murdered. She was not killed by a drunk driver. She is not in a coma, and she is not on life support. I don't know the specifics of the accident. I don't know the exact location of the accident, I don't know if she was alone or if there were passengers with her, I don't know the extent of her injuries (which I only found out about because another parent, who had a connection, let me know.) I don't know the time of the funeral, burial, celebration of life, potluck, etc. I don't know who is raising money or what their plans are with the funds.<br><br>I can't tell you if she was wearing her seatbelt or not. I don't have any information on the state of the vehicle or vehicles. I don't know if it was alcohol or drug related. I don't know if she passed instantly or if she was taken to the hospital. I don't know if she had any preexisting conditions that could have contributed to the accident. I don't know if this was a single car accident, or if other cars were involved. I don't have any information about the driver or the passengers (other than she was in the car).<br><br>I don't know if her family is accepting flowers or if you can donate to the hospital or Red Cross in her name. I haven't heard anything about how you can volunteer, or if you can send food. I don't know her family's stance on visiting them, I don't know if they are going to let the student body visit her at the funeral home. We haven't had these conversations because WE JUST FOUND OUT SHE WAS DEAD. <br><br>But here you are, on my phone, asking me if her car flipped, if she was speeding, if it was on a curve, if she was pissed off, if she was on her phone, if she was taking her time. Asking me if she was a good driver or not. Telling me that you were in a similar accident and you're sure that your experience will give you insight into hers. I'm tired of being yelled at because I don't have more information. I'm tired of being asked the same question a million times from a million people who don't follow anything on social media.<br><br>I'm tired of having the same inane conversation 100 times a day for the last 3 days. I want to tell everyone to fuck off and die. But I don't. Because I remember that I am a person, and so are they, and I need to be gentle and kind with their grief, even if I'm just a dumb 5th grade teacher who also happens to coach the HS soccer team.