This time of year seems to bring out the bored yuppie moms in droves. Being their existence hinges upon creating busywork for themselves and everybody within reach of e-mail, they must go full on with soliciting you to 'volunteer' and 'donate' for yet another overboard end-of-school-year celebration, and try to guilt you into complying by using the 'children' as the bait to suck you in.
These bored bitches make a fucking big deal out of EVERYTHING. The scene at school goes something like this.....
Bored Yuppie Mom: (chirping excitedly) Oh, I'm coordinating a class gift for the teacher. Although I didn't ask your opinion, or ask even if you wanted to participate or not, I'm now trying to hijack $20 from you to cover your share.
Quite Rage: (annoyed) Well, I already had something else in mind...
Bored Yuppie Mom: (undaunted) AND... we are coordinating a year-end class party, and we need volunteers to purchase and serve pizza, soft drinks, and wrap the entire world up in a fucking little bow and present it to the kids on a silver platter! Isn't that the best idea ever?
Quite Rage: (pissed off) Look, this year-end-celebration bullshit has been going on since Easter break, and it repeats itself a million times before the year is over. You bored Yuppie moms make a big deal out of everything. Not only have you convinced 6th graders that they're "graduating" and to expect a full-blown ceremony complete with regalia, you've managed to do it again when they complete 8th grade. By the time they actually *do* graduate from high school, it's nothing special other than they expect a constant stream of parties and gifts. All the significance has been lost and has been replaced with the notion that every time these kids take a shit the world is to stop revolving and throw them a party. Here's the 'best idea ever'.... Go home, turn on Oprah, pop your Prozac, and leave me alone.
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ROFLMAO! I read the other day about a nursery school that has a "graduation" at 4 when the tots go to "proper" school. Unbelievable.
As usual my dear ~ perfectly stated. May I only add that perhaps at the end you might have said: "leave me the *F* alone?" :-)
Love ya....
You rock!
Heaven forbid they actually do something, create something or just spend time with their over scheduled, soon to be overly entitled feeling kids.
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