My hands shook as I walked from the parking lot into the school where the big PTA meeting would be held. The meeting where this women, this creature who had been bullying an entire group of volunteers, would finally be confronted and dealt with. Why on earth was I so nervous? Oh yes, because I am not that girl. I’m not the girl who looks for a fight, or enjoys the drama. I preach “Can’t we all just get along”, and “Life is too short”. I usually avoid confrontation, I’m passive aggressive at best. My biggest injury to you would be an attempt to to kill you with kindness. Either it’s a genetic defect or I need therapy. I want/need people to like me. I hate this PTA Drama.
Rather quickly everyone gathers in the meeting room, including two representatives from the Presidents of our Ontario Association of Parent Groups. Yes, it has gotten that bad. Drama Mama shows up. Five minutes late. Good start sweetheart.
You can actually feel the tension in the room. Oh how I hate this kind of stuff.
The meeting begins.
Drama Mama is allowed to start with her side of the “story”. After an hour and a half of this she still has not gotten through her very first point…although she has done a lot of finger pointing. Literally. Pointing right at people! How rude. Now everyone’s patience is wearing a tad thin.
Now I know this blog is anonymous, but we were all told that what happened next must be held in the strictest of confidence. In other words, what happens at PTA that night, stays at PTA. We are not to talk about the shaky and raised voices, and the ridiculous lack of respect. The way women can turn on each other is shocking! So just this one time, I am going to have to stick to the rules. Let’s just say little Miss Drama Mama will not be attending any more Executive Meetings. Whew.
I am on this Executive as a volunteer. To help make my children’s school a better place, to have an excuse to get out with some intelligent women a couple of times a month, to hopefully have a little fun along the way. When I went into this meeting I actually asked if security would be near by. I was past nervous…heading towards scared. This is not what I signed up for. It is no wonder that our children have such a hard time dealing with social situations at school if their peers have parents at home who think it is okay to manipulate, lie and bully. Mean Mama’s create Mean Girls.
When the meeting was over there was a collective sigh of relief and an honest to goodness group hug. My hands still shook for about 20 minutes more. Wimp.
I can let this go, move on. The rest of the Executive are willing to just put it all behind them and begin a great year. I’m just hoping Drama Mama takes a deep breath, moves past it and recedes quietly into the suburbs.
Fingers crossed that we have heard the last of Drama Mama.
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