Remember Highlighter Woman? Last week as I was dropping off cookies in the teacher's lounge for a special dinner the PTA was doing for the teachers, highlighter woman began walking towards me.
Uh oh, I thought.
"You look familiar, what's your name?" She asked.
Trying to choke back my laughter (I was expecting some form of catty follow-up on the silent auction episode I guess, so I was surprised.), I coughed loudly and I answered, nervous divulging my name would tip off her memory as to who I was.
"Huh. How many of your kids go here?" Realizing she had absolutely no clue that I was the girl she was up against for the Jazz tickets at the silent auction, (after all, in this particular moment I was wearing make-up and had my hair combed as opposed to donning a hat and going au natural as I had the evening of that fateful auction) I decided to humor her and converse for a moment.
Turns out our kids are in the same class.
I was so tempted to ask her how the Jazz were doing. I just couldn't do it though.
I run away from confrontation.
2 comments:
Just wait until she wants the kids to have a play date...
While reading the post my initial thoughts were something along the lines of "oh totally, stick it to her." I commend you, however, for taking the higher road. I look forward to the day she finds your blog...
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