Skipping past Writober and Nanoblomo . . ? Shit, I dunno. I'm as bored as you are.
Thursday, July 20, 2006
I Think Maybe that Guy was an Insurance Salesman
So, Mia’s preschool, which is still pretty new, is forming a PTA/PTO. As I’m the one who usually picks Mia up, I’d be the obvious household-representative in this parental venture. I’d missed the first meeting to elect the officers, so I thought I’d show up for the next one. Which was yesterday evening.
This was a first time for me. And if I’d had any preconceived notion how things would unfold, it would’ve been pretty much as it was: slightly unorganized, mostly cordial, and somewhat uncomfortable (hello, toddler chairs!). My favorite part was the know-it-all douchebag who showed up right as things were getting going, took over the meeting with his “questions” and unsolicited advice and, when it was clear that no-one was gonna take his suggestions and run with them, promptly got up and walked out. The other great part was the general feeling that standard fundraising doesn’t work and that most parents would prefer to just cut a check to the PTO rather than trying to foist candy bars or pizza dough on their neighbors and coworkers, especially if there were school-donated incentives.
My direct participation in this meeting was very limited, but useful, so I guess I’ll go next time. Because, while I may be misanthropic in general, I feel it’s important to be involved in Mia’s school life.