mommy is getting ANGRY!
Posted in rambling. on 03. Apr, 2008
What is up with the moms at Mia’s ballet class. They suck! I mean, I like to socialize as much as the next person and you know “connect” with other moms who might be going through the same trials as I may be. But not these hippy moms. I am not a birkenstock, granola eating, cotton diaper using kind of mom. I am a puma wearing, M&M loving, fill up the landfill with disposable diapers kind of mom. So.. i have NOTHING in common with these ladies. I used to be in a GREAT ballet class.. well, not me.. but Mia, the moms were cool and Mia got along great with the girls. Then, me the dumbass forgot to resign up and the class was full! My bad, and boy did I pay the price! These moms take over the waiting area, along with their 2nd child in tow. Humungous strollers packed to the til with only God knows what and FOOD and TOYS and BLANKETS and, well the list goes on and on. Now, I’ve come to notice that they don’t play with any of these things and they just sit and bang on the glass door into the dance room where the girls are. Even though the parents have been asked NOT to let the siblings do this because A. It’s glass and B. IT”S EFFING ANNOYING. In our class this week, I sat my butt down,on the floor because granola muncher #1 had her boys laying across the bench playing his gameboy, because “he likes to lay down and play it”, and I said.. “well, I like to sit down ON BENCHES! So, the boy moved over, just enough.. but kept kicking me.. and do you think the mom said ONE thing? NOPE! But, I did. Then I got up, moved across the room and sat with my knitting. I pulled my needles out and just sat by myself and was happy happy… THEN.. granola mom #2 has a little one who’s crawling. GREAT.. but, all over the gross disgusting YMCA floor? and then EATS from her TUB O GRANOLA? I know.. go throw up, I’ll be here. So, this little girl now has honey & granola stuck all over her hands and what is she doing? She’s GRABBING MY BALL O YARN. What’s the mom doing? Talking, with her back turned to me…. and oblivious to her 1year old. So, I grab my stuff and kind of give a little NO NO NO ..and finally say YO..LADY! GET YOUR KID OFF ME YARN! “Oh” the lady says… she is inspired by all textures” .. I just stared at her horrified..and finally I said, well, her hands area really gross, and this is really expensive…
So, I don’t think they will be talking to me anymore ..thank GOD. I’ll just sit in my corner and knit. I know this comes across as totally bitchy & a total hater.. but really? Am I wrong? I don’t let my kids act like that in public, and I have a lot of friends who don’t let their kids do that either? It just totally rubbed me the wrong way and I had to to vent. So..thanks for reading… and if your one of those moms in the waiting room… make a note of this, won’t you? Your annoying.
They really eat granola?
You go girl! I can’t stand women that let her kids run around crazy and let them get in other people’s space. When you say granola are they eat granola, and/or have hairy legs and don’t wear deodorant?
AMEN. That’s the exact reason why I hate most kids: their parents. The worst was one time at a restaurant, I was eating with some friends, and it was pretty crowded. This group at another table had several small children, and they weren’t paying any attention to them. So this little girl comes over to our table and leans on me, and puts her hands all over me, which I wasn’t totally happy about, but whatever. Then she walks off, picks her nose voraciously with both hands and no kleenex, and comes back to touch me some more with her booger-covered hands. So I had to ask her parents to keep her off of me, and they got pissy, of course, that I didn’t appreciate their little darling’s attention.
I’m sorry the other moms in Mia’s new class are all jerks. I totally would have reacted even more strongly (and way more rudely – you handled it much better than I would have), and probably would have asked that one mom to buy me a new ball of swank yarn after it got all honey-and-granola-d up. UGH.
As a wearer of Birkenstocks, I can only speak for myself, and I can say with certainty that my future children will NOT be like the spawn you speak of.
These over-privileged snotty moms hauling the kids around in stroller-sized mini-hummers, are raising a bunch of ignorant kids that think that the world revolves around them and that they can do whatever they want whenever they want and not have any accountability for their actions.
I feel your pain. I deal with this in the shop on a regular basis. Kids run amok in my shop full of breakables and then the moms get offended when I ask their children to not touch something. It PISSES ME OFF. These are the same mommy’s that get all pissy when I ask them to please move their luggage that they left a:) in the middle of the doorway, or b:) in the middle of the shop, off to the side so nobody trips and falls. They are the same women that get all irritated when I politely request that their children NOT play catch with my merchandise or that they not let their kids RUN back and forth across my store.
I just don’t get it. I’d rather knit than talk to them, too.
Ugh! How irritating! I hope I won’t be like that when I have children…
I love how Bethe put it when she referred to them as “over-privileged snotty moms”. Bingo. I feel for you. I would have been absolutely enraged.
Good for you for speaking up!! I don’t blame you one bit. People now a days are so SELFISH (and rude) . They do not at all think about anyone else at all. I was not bought up this way, but I see evidence EVERYWHERE that this is the “norm” now and it’s not pretty
hugs!!
you are bold girl! you truly crack me up. one of these days I want to see you in action. i’m too much of a you know what to speak up sometimes, so good for you! i just hope i’m never on the other end!
oh, and “she’s inspired by all textures”… what?? thats totally foolish to say when she’s messing with your stuff.
I would have replied sooner but I was covered in honey and granola….it is my husband’s b-day haha!
I think all our love goes to our children, our friends and their children, so there is nothing left but nastiness and intolerance for sheeple and their spawn. That’s how I justify my hatin.
Next time Mia has ballet class, give me a call and I’ll go with you. We’ll get there real early, bring all our knittin’ bags and totally hog the benches. But, remind me to bring the Purell.
And we can bring bags and bags of M&Ms to hand out!
I so wish I lived nearby. You would never be bothered again! What is with these people?
I hear you sister. Only during Hannah’s ballet class, it’s the uppity southern moms who have way too much money and time and talk about nothing but which private schools their children are going to or should go to or will go to or hope to go to…when they ask me where my kids go and I tell them the name of the public school, you would think I was a leper.
The other group of moms have their daughters in a clogging class in an adjacent studio and talk really loudly about upcomging “COMPATISHUNS” and costumes and makeup and “WINNIN’ COMPATISHUNS” and stuff. It’s like I’m caught between Rodeo Drive mommmies and the Ro-DE-OOO mommies. NIghtmarish.
Oh yeah one kid reached in my lap (and he was about 5 so he should know better) and tried to swipe my row counter once when I was working on a big project. His mother wasn’t even in the vicinity. I yelled at him and he never came near again.
Friggin’ mothers.
Amen & hallelujah! They are doing their kids NO favors by not teaching them about sharing spaces with others – it just gets worse as they get older (you should see the lunchroom after a meal…)
Next time, bring the red-heart and when the grimy, dirty hand reaches for the good stuff, make the switcheroo… good luck
You Rock Mel! Saying what I’ve always wanted to stay to those Mom’s who have NO CLUE how to handle their own children……Bethe’s comment was priceless….and as they get older it doesn’t stop…wait till the college competion comes into play….When my son decided to go to UMass Lowell for his degree in Chemistry and play soccer, one of the other “soccer mom’s” couldn’t believe he was going to LOWEEEEELLLLLL…..ugh…….and her precious one (now 21) chose to go to one of those fancy, smancy rich schools in NY and guess what…….Mr. Brilliant is barely holding on by the seat of his pants, partying it up and may have to come home this year….my son is doing well and lovin life at UML……..
Too funny…. Good for you!! Even though I don’t have kids, I was one once and I would NEVER have been allowed to act this way! (and our Moms wouldn’t act the way those Moms did!)Ya know, the kids are being kids… you can say they don’t know any better… but the parents???? hello??? Cheers to your M&Ms, pumas, cloth diapers, and teaching your kids personal responsiblity and respect for others!
Love ya Mel.
……inspired by the texture…. give me a break…
That would piss me off too. I am sure if you tried to grab her granola, she would have some comments for you.