QUITYERBITCHIN'!Ok-so no one who knows me would ever accuse me of being Polly-Positive. It’s not that I’m Nelly-Negative, it’s just that I feel it is my duty to make others aware of injustices that they might have inadvertently been unaware had I not been there to point them out. I have never followed the philosophy of suffering in silence. Ask Richard: he will verify this faster than you can finish this sentence. So true to my nature, here goes:
Mom’s taxi service: Sharing this burden is supposed to cut down on time spent in the vehicle & on the road. But because the moms agreed to meet in a central carpooling location, ALL moms will be in the car every day: morning & afternoon. So much for that idea… Although I agreed to transport the younger kids in the morning, I forgot that I had also agreed to pick up the older kids in the afternoon-at the same time the younger ones will be dropped off at the central location. So who knows where I’ll be on what given morning or afternoon.
Oh, hell...maybe I should just call a taxi service…
The Pool Social: Ok-so I didn’t really want to speak to my student’s mother at the neighborhood pool party. But my feeling of obligation got the better of me: unfortunately. Have you ever seen some poor fool carelessly walk up to the hindquarters of a horse only to be viciously kicked in the head in what can only be described as the most beautiful, fluid, & elegant drop kick known to humankind? In the middle of the pool deck, C_____’s mother released her pent up irritation over C_____’s English grade in front of God, neighbor, & stranger alike. OH-THE-NERVE! Although slightly stunned & off kilter, I actually had to admire her deadly drop kick style. I never even saw it coming as I held my dripping watermelon in my sticky, clenched fist. Which is probably the reason why I didn’t shove her into the pool and hold her under for 12 minutes.
The Pool Social: Ok-so I didn’t really want to speak to my student’s mother at the neighborhood pool party. But my feeling of obligation got the better of me: unfortunately. Have you ever seen some poor fool carelessly walk up to the hindquarters of a horse only to be viciously kicked in the head in what can only be described as the most beautiful, fluid, & elegant drop kick known to humankind? In the middle of the pool deck, C_____’s mother released her pent up irritation over C_____’s English grade in front of God, neighbor, & stranger alike. OH-THE-NERVE! Although slightly stunned & off kilter, I actually had to admire her deadly drop kick style. I never even saw it coming as I held my dripping watermelon in my sticky, clenched fist. Which is probably the reason why I didn’t shove her into the pool and hold her under for 12 minutes.
Lesson learned…I am now practicing my cannon balls at the pool.
There is more real pleasure to be gotten out of a malicious act, where your heart is in it, than out of thirty acts of a nobler sort.- Mark Twain
Suffering in silence is not something you do well. And I mean that in the most positive, loving way possible.
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