April 21, 2007

Hell Popped

Yesterday I said that I was going to be attending the PTO meeting, and I did, and hell popped, and now there are a lot of pissed off women and the principal at the school had her head so far up my arse that she probably could taste the Pantene I use.

Without going into too much detail, nothing about the meeting turned out to anyone's satisfaction. Well, the principal, PTO president and treasurer sure got their way. And yes, the principal did act a bit like a dictator, intimidating us with her soap-box speech about how hard the treasurer position is and blahblahblah.

I greased the wheels a bit to try to find out when Daughter would be attending preschool, and the principal couldn't get on the phone to the bus garage fast enough. (Daughter will be in the P.M. class.)

But see, this is what chaps my arse: that principal runs hot and cold with all of us. Normally she wouldn't tell me to go sh*t in my dinner bucket, but the minute I say "Oh, I'd volunteer to help next year," she couldn't peel her lips from my posterior.

And you know what? After yesterday maybe I won't volunteer next year. I refuse to work in the office with that two-faced administrator, because you know if the sh*t hits the fan, who is the principal going to land on first? The hapless, unpaid volunteer.

And! I avoided a political discussion yesterday when I was at lunch with some of the other women. One mother said she likes Nancy Pelosi and thinks she would be a great president. I kept my mouth shut, but I must have made a face, because she said "What's wrong with Nancy Pelosi?"

"She's a Democrat" says I.

Other mom makes a bit of a face and says "You guys aren't Republicans, are you?"

"I am," proclaims yours truly, "but I'm not getting talking politics today."

See? But I don't know what was worse, that that mother likes Pelosi or that still another mom doesn't even know who Pelosi is! "I don't have time for that crap," she said.

But...once all that drama was dealt with, I settled down to watch one of my favorite movies. Well, I tried to, as the phone rang half-way through and then it was all for naught.

And just in case you didn't think I was a raging geek, here's another gem to add to your arsenal. I wrote a letter to this guy and yesterday I got an autographed postcard from him!

Shut up!