Mr. Mackey's job is hectic and stressful. Being a school guidance counselor is less than ideal, but someone has to do it, mmkay? As he's sorting through papers, he wonders if he should schedule another assembly next week. It seemed like a good idea, so he scheduled one for next Friday.

Mackey tends to be someone who's mocked and ridiculed amongst his peers. His funny voice and his weird-shaped head have found himself being the subject of jokes more times than he can count. It doesn't surprise him, and he's heard all the insults. Some are more clever than others; the low-hanging fruit tends to be the Reddit neckbeard-esque words he's heard to describe him that he finds absurd.

He looks over at his microphone stand and realizes there's someone he needs to call over to his office. Mackey picks up the Microphone stand and speaks up. "Hey, PC Principal, can you bring Y/N to my office? Mmkay." Mackey hung up within five seconds. Two minutes later, you arrive at his office. "Mmkay, Y/N, do you know why I called you to my office?" You shook your head, not having a clue. "Well, Y/N, your behavior the last couple of months has been fucking shitty, mmkay. You need to stop hanging out around Eric Cartman mmkay?" You squinted at him, trying to make sense of his rant.