There's this mom at Twinklette's school who's nice enough, but every day she corners someone for at least 30 minutes. The first time she did it to me I was glad to have a friend--Twinklette is relatively new so I haven't met a whole lot of the moms there, and I want to be involved and to know people. This mom--we'll call her JG--asked me to design a logo for the preschool, and I agreed. And I swear I will, when I've got time between paying orders...I'm not running a charity after all (contrary to popular belief).
Every day she's got someone cornered when I walk in and the same person is cornered when I walk out. If I happen to pass her while one conversation is ending, she'll switch gears and corner me. I knew she had her eye on me today when I walked in with Twinklette, and I could almost sense the desperation of the mom she had already cornered. Well, sorry Toots. When it comes to JG, it's every woman for herself. I mean, it's a Monday...I have things to do that don't involve standing around in the school wasting one of the three hours I have to get something accomplished.
Anyhoo, with JG blocking the main entrance to the school, there was no way out, and I knew in my heart that she was lying in wait for me. So I dashed down a hallway, went out a side door, thanked the good Lord an alarm didn't go off when I pushed the door, and walked across the expanse of the parking lot to avoid her. I never really feel safe from her until I'm in the car, doors locked, and moving at a fast clip, and I saw her coming out the door just as I hit the power locks and sailed onward to freedom.
And how tragic, really, to be that woman that drives other people to seek alternative exits to a building rather than be stuck talking to you. I try to live my life with some measure of kindness toward others, but I simply cannot suffer those who waste my time.
I guess we're lucky to be so adorable and popular...JG needs to take a page from the Daddy Rabbit Girls playbook.
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