Today, a parent came in and asked to speak with my supervisor privately. My assistant was present for this conversation and asked me if anything happened while the parent was in the room. I racked my brain thinking of what, if anything, happened while this mother was in the room. The only thing I thought of was me asking her daughter to sit on the rug. Not really worth complaining about...
So later that morning, my supervisor came into the room to inform us she had spoken to this very upset mother. She was angry because one of my students had a birthday party this weekend, and her daughter was not invited to it.
Seriously?
You need a private conference with the Director of Early Childhood to discuss a student having a birthday party?
Really?
Do we look like a counseling service? I didn't think so. Seriously MOM, get over yourself. Perhaps, your kid was not invited because her mother is a giant pain in the ass. That is one thought. Here is another, your kid does not play with the child whose birthday party it was.
Being a teacher, I do have some control over what the children do. However, when they leave that control is gone. Forget that the mother of the child whose party was last weekend doesn't have a job and they do not have a lot of money. Forget that he was told he could only invite a few friends so he could have a birthday party. How dare he only invite part of the class! Get a clue lady! Her logic was if the entire class was not invited, then none of them should be. So this child, who wears donated clothing because they cannot afford new clothes, should not have a birthday party because he can't invite everyone? Screw you, MOM, and pull the stick out of your ass.
What people do in their free time is out of mine and my supervisor's control. Your kid isn't hurt by the non-invitation so why are you? It's one less present to buy and you can spend your money on your own bratty kids you can't control. Perhaps getting a life will help you stop being angry about stupid things that won't matter in two days anyway. Just a thought. Here's another one: If you are mad at the parent talk to the parent, not us, because we will just make fun of you behind your back.
Monday, January 9, 2012
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
The flower girl is supposed to be one of the easiest parts!
For my wedding to the fiancé, we decided on two flower girls and two ring bearers. The girls include his niece (whose 7) and his uncle's kid with his fiancé (whose 2). The ring bearers are my matron of honor's two sons (who are 3 and 5). Everyone has been easy to work with, except the 2 year-olds mother (the fiancé's uncle's fiancé).
She has been the biggest pain in the ass, and that's saying something. We asked her if her daughter could be one of our flower girls last summer. She had said yes, and everything seemed to go as planned. I was excited. In October, we sent his uncle a message about getting his daughter fitted because sometimes it takes longer for the girls dresses to get in. The uncle's fiancé contacted my future mother in law and said her daughter was not going to be in our wedding if the dress was not under $100 and she wanted her daughter to wear her mother's dress from when her mother was a flower girl, which was 50+ years go.
As I'm sure you could imagine, I was pissed. First, how are you going to tell the bride what to do at her wedding? Second, if you were only willing to pay $100 then you should have said that originally before I had my heart set on a dress. Third, the fiancé and I are adults and are the ones planning this wedding, not his mother, so you should be talking to us.
I texted the future mother in law and apologized for the flower girl's mother putting her in the middle of it and explained how unfair it was for her they did this because it had nothing to do with her. FYI this is me politely saying, "BUTT OUT!" She obviously did not get the hint and said how everyone was worried I would be upset. Well, duh! Of course I would be upset! Who tells the bride the flower girl will be wearing a 50 year old dress? Asshats, that's who! I composed myself and politely said that I would be contacting her (asshole) brother and his (dumb bitch) fiance to let them know the 50 year old dress will not work because it does not match my theme. My future mother in law asks me to send her a picture of my wedding dress to show her brother along with the flower girl dress so he can see how they mirror one another. WTF?! I am not sending you a picture of my wedding dress so you can parade it around your family and everyone can comment and critique it before my wedding! I made the fiance handle me turning down that idea to his mother. He also reiterated to his mother the 50 year old flower girl's dress would not fit our theme.
My not matching theme excuse is one I use for all things people suggest that I do not like. It isn't mean, but it gets them to leave me alone. Except when the fiance asks me to explain the theme and I can't because it is complicated and I end up wanting to kick him in the balls. I am going for a vintage look because I am getting married in a theater made in the 20's, but some of touchs are more modern. For example, I am having the bridesmaids in pearls, which is vintage; however, I weaved ribbon around each, which is something I saw at Carson's a few months ago, so I have the modern touch. So instead of explaining everything which would take 20 minutes, I say I'm looking for vintage with a touch of modern. So of course the fiance has to call me out in front of people and ask me to explain myself. Jerk. I mostly want to say, "It means I don't like your stupid ass idea for my wedding so leave me the hell alone!" But that wouldn't be nice would it? It would be: "There's that devil woman goes again ruining our perfect, walk on water, son!" Ugh inlaws! Maybe you are asking yourself why I wouldn't like a 50 year old dress if I am looking for vintage. Well, because it was ugly and 50 years ago was the 60's not the 20's, but mostly because it was ugly.
I digress, so the dress was dropped and I learned the reason behind the freak out was because his uncle thought we were getting married in October. Why October? No idea...because he is a moron...don't really have a reason for that. Yes, our wedding is in October; however, we did not send out any invitations and told you in the month of October you had to buy the dress. These people need a punch to the face!
For awhile we did not hear from them. I learned from the bridal boutique the girls did not have to be fitted until Christmas. So around Christmas I made the fiance text his uncle to let him know his daughter would need to be fitted soon and thinking, "Here we go again!" Finally, the uncle's fiance gets back to him asking about the boutique. I get her number and text her the details. I give her the name of the shop and where it is located. She texts me back asking for the phone number, which of course I don't have because I just look it up on Google and call it. As I wonder why she cannot look it up on Google and call them, I find the number on my phone and send it to her. I ask when she will get her daughter fitted. She doesn't respond. Great, she can't Google a freaking number and I am going to be down a flower girl.
A few days go by and I still have not heard when she is getting her daughter fitted. Fortunately for me, I chose two flower girls and the other mother is on top of things and her daughter is fitted and the dress is ordered. I finally text the mother again to let her know she has until the end of the following week to have her daughter's dress ordered or it will not be delivered on time. I even called the boutique to turn her away if she was not there by a certain date. I know, I know bitchy move, but I was sick of her shit! She finally texts me back to inform me she will be taking her daughter in on the last possible day. Jerk, but at least it is getting done!
I text her later to let her know the rehersal dinner will be the Thursday before the wedding. This is something I am not happy about because I am getting married on a Sunday. The theater tries to book weddings on the Fridays and Saturdays so I will not be able to have a rehersal then. I know Thursday is kind of a messed up day, so I made sure all of the attendants know about the day in order to be there on time. I let her know the day and she texts me back informing me she will need a reminder. Really? A reminder? You are almost 40 years old and you can't manage to write it on your calendar or program it into your phone? Really? I want to make sure I am getting this straight, with everything other detail I am planning and making sure goes without a hitch, I should also stop everything I am doing so I can give you a reminder? Are you a child?
Maybe I am being a bridezilla, but I believe this sheer laziness. It is ridiculous to ask the bride to give you a reminder when she has a million other things to do! It reminds me of The Office where Meredith asks Pam to give her a ride to Pam's wedding. I now dread talking to this mother because everytime she says something, it makes me want to smack her. The flower girl should be one of the easiest parts. If this mother thinks she is doing us a "favor" by having her daughter in our wedding and therefore can act like a jackass, please don't do us any favors. I work with four year olds, I will have no problem finding another flower girl.
She has been the biggest pain in the ass, and that's saying something. We asked her if her daughter could be one of our flower girls last summer. She had said yes, and everything seemed to go as planned. I was excited. In October, we sent his uncle a message about getting his daughter fitted because sometimes it takes longer for the girls dresses to get in. The uncle's fiancé contacted my future mother in law and said her daughter was not going to be in our wedding if the dress was not under $100 and she wanted her daughter to wear her mother's dress from when her mother was a flower girl, which was 50+ years go.
As I'm sure you could imagine, I was pissed. First, how are you going to tell the bride what to do at her wedding? Second, if you were only willing to pay $100 then you should have said that originally before I had my heart set on a dress. Third, the fiancé and I are adults and are the ones planning this wedding, not his mother, so you should be talking to us.
I texted the future mother in law and apologized for the flower girl's mother putting her in the middle of it and explained how unfair it was for her they did this because it had nothing to do with her. FYI this is me politely saying, "BUTT OUT!" She obviously did not get the hint and said how everyone was worried I would be upset. Well, duh! Of course I would be upset! Who tells the bride the flower girl will be wearing a 50 year old dress? Asshats, that's who! I composed myself and politely said that I would be contacting her (asshole) brother and his (dumb bitch) fiance to let them know the 50 year old dress will not work because it does not match my theme. My future mother in law asks me to send her a picture of my wedding dress to show her brother along with the flower girl dress so he can see how they mirror one another. WTF?! I am not sending you a picture of my wedding dress so you can parade it around your family and everyone can comment and critique it before my wedding! I made the fiance handle me turning down that idea to his mother. He also reiterated to his mother the 50 year old flower girl's dress would not fit our theme.
My not matching theme excuse is one I use for all things people suggest that I do not like. It isn't mean, but it gets them to leave me alone. Except when the fiance asks me to explain the theme and I can't because it is complicated and I end up wanting to kick him in the balls. I am going for a vintage look because I am getting married in a theater made in the 20's, but some of touchs are more modern. For example, I am having the bridesmaids in pearls, which is vintage; however, I weaved ribbon around each, which is something I saw at Carson's a few months ago, so I have the modern touch. So instead of explaining everything which would take 20 minutes, I say I'm looking for vintage with a touch of modern. So of course the fiance has to call me out in front of people and ask me to explain myself. Jerk. I mostly want to say, "It means I don't like your stupid ass idea for my wedding so leave me the hell alone!" But that wouldn't be nice would it? It would be: "There's that devil woman goes again ruining our perfect, walk on water, son!" Ugh inlaws! Maybe you are asking yourself why I wouldn't like a 50 year old dress if I am looking for vintage. Well, because it was ugly and 50 years ago was the 60's not the 20's, but mostly because it was ugly.
I digress, so the dress was dropped and I learned the reason behind the freak out was because his uncle thought we were getting married in October. Why October? No idea...because he is a moron...don't really have a reason for that. Yes, our wedding is in October; however, we did not send out any invitations and told you in the month of October you had to buy the dress. These people need a punch to the face!
For awhile we did not hear from them. I learned from the bridal boutique the girls did not have to be fitted until Christmas. So around Christmas I made the fiance text his uncle to let him know his daughter would need to be fitted soon and thinking, "Here we go again!" Finally, the uncle's fiance gets back to him asking about the boutique. I get her number and text her the details. I give her the name of the shop and where it is located. She texts me back asking for the phone number, which of course I don't have because I just look it up on Google and call it. As I wonder why she cannot look it up on Google and call them, I find the number on my phone and send it to her. I ask when she will get her daughter fitted. She doesn't respond. Great, she can't Google a freaking number and I am going to be down a flower girl.
A few days go by and I still have not heard when she is getting her daughter fitted. Fortunately for me, I chose two flower girls and the other mother is on top of things and her daughter is fitted and the dress is ordered. I finally text the mother again to let her know she has until the end of the following week to have her daughter's dress ordered or it will not be delivered on time. I even called the boutique to turn her away if she was not there by a certain date. I know, I know bitchy move, but I was sick of her shit! She finally texts me back to inform me she will be taking her daughter in on the last possible day. Jerk, but at least it is getting done!
I text her later to let her know the rehersal dinner will be the Thursday before the wedding. This is something I am not happy about because I am getting married on a Sunday. The theater tries to book weddings on the Fridays and Saturdays so I will not be able to have a rehersal then. I know Thursday is kind of a messed up day, so I made sure all of the attendants know about the day in order to be there on time. I let her know the day and she texts me back informing me she will need a reminder. Really? A reminder? You are almost 40 years old and you can't manage to write it on your calendar or program it into your phone? Really? I want to make sure I am getting this straight, with everything other detail I am planning and making sure goes without a hitch, I should also stop everything I am doing so I can give you a reminder? Are you a child?
Maybe I am being a bridezilla, but I believe this sheer laziness. It is ridiculous to ask the bride to give you a reminder when she has a million other things to do! It reminds me of The Office where Meredith asks Pam to give her a ride to Pam's wedding. I now dread talking to this mother because everytime she says something, it makes me want to smack her. The flower girl should be one of the easiest parts. If this mother thinks she is doing us a "favor" by having her daughter in our wedding and therefore can act like a jackass, please don't do us any favors. I work with four year olds, I will have no problem finding another flower girl.
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