Since her husband is the pack leader (or something like that - he’s not the den leader, thank god or nothing would ever get done, but he runs the pack finances, quite poorly, I might add, and handles the re-charters and registrations, etc) - she has pretty much been able to take charge of whatever she wants. And for the past four years, she had made the programs for the yearly banquets. And in every single one of those programs, "wolves" has been misspelled. Wolves. Not antidisestablishmentarianism. WOLVES.
She used to run the PTA fundraiser every year and the kids can earn prizes for selling. One year, instead of the usual crap, it was nice school merchandise – hats, shirts, bags, etc that would be embroidered with the school name and mascot. Once the orders were turned in, she had to submit the school name and choose from their huge library of mascots. Our school mascot is a cougar. But when the boy’s shirt and hat arrived, they looked like this:
That, my friends, is a bobcat.
At one time, my husband coached a soccer team – not because he is remotely interested in soccer, but because there was no coach and the boy wouldn’t have gotten to play if no one had stepped up. So we did it one year and I had a little season-end party at the Dairy Queen with treat bags and trophies and ice cream, and the kids loved it. I was new to the evil sports parent phenomenon, though and didn’t’ realize that Jane was seething because she wasn’t in charge (though she had ample chance to step up and take care of the team before we did).
The next year, we had the team again, and I was pregnant. Jane and a minion decided that my pregnancy was ample reason to hijack the end of season stuff. So when I started letting folks know what I was planning, she informed me that they had already done everything – planned the party, ordered trophies, etc. I was a little pissed, but I let it go because it wasn’t worth it. And when the trophies were handed out? Two of the kids’ names were misspelled.
Those are just a few of many.
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I'm pretty sure that I would be pointing out all of Jane's mistakes. Like, "oh Jane, why did you choose a bobcat for the mascot? I thought the mascot was a cougar?" And I would do it in front of LOTS of people. I hate Jane.
Too bad we can't invite Jane to the Constance building and then slap some sense into her...
I'm with Karly ~ I would SOOOO be calling her dumbass out in front of everyone! LOL But I'm evil like that! I would be forced to roll her house ~ just to hear her bitch & whine about "Evil kids!!"
ROTFLMAO
Have you heard anything about how "Kathy" is doing?
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