Sunday, May 18, 2008

Where was Twitter when I needed it?

Could have Twittered last week at an Un-named event with teenagers:

-I might have social anxiety after all. Or these people are just a**holes.

-I'm in a room full of people that I have little in common with.

-What will I talk about with people that I have little in common with?

-I tried to sit at a table with someone that I knew. They told me to find another table. Nice.

-Found another table with parents of younger kids.

-Our talk consisted of 'Where will HG go to school next year?' (answer given) 'Oh.'

-There is more jailbait cleavage in this room than should be legally allowed.

-Parents should not try to relive their childhood. Ever.

-How can she sit with that (non) dress on?

-A one word description should be just that.

-Very few of these kids can walk in heels. Try flats.

-There is more texting going on than actually paying attention to the event.

-3 hours later and this is not over.

-I'm leaving.

14 comments:

Sam said...

So are you actually on twitter, then? :)

Sam said...

Oh, and from your comments, whatever event that was sounded like hell. HELL!

Steph said...

OMG - You poor thing. I have been to some of those events. I heard once that if you're over 30 you should NOT wear a mini-skirt, no matter what the the reason...I wish everyone could hear that...it is NOT flattering. You stated it perfectly...parent's should NOT relive their childhood. EVER.

I'll be feeling your pain tomorrow night...BIG SIGH...that I am so not looking forward to, and I can imagine I'll have many of the same issues...

People continue to amaze me...

Steph said...

PS...thanks so much for visiting Mrs. Potts! :) She's going to love the blog world...

Karen said...

I'm glad I'm not the only one with end-of-year school events from hell. ....

Anonymous said...

ooh mom...it wasnt that bad....



ok so it was..not to mention the fact that there were moms with more cleavage than me..albeit fake cleavage..anyways


thanks for coming..it meant a lot to me..and o the bright side...

you'll never have to do it again =]

Chilihead said...

That sounds like the worst evening ever. If you come and try to sit at my table at BlogHer, I will not tell you to find another one. In fact, I hope we can find each other and meet! I'll be the introvert trying to be an extrovert.

Kelly said...

sounds dreadful...glad you survived!

Daiquiri said...

Sounds like a nightmare. Although, I have to say, I don't get the Twitter thing. I can't imagine anyone wanting the play by play of my life! LOL! :)

i got up
i ate
i stubbed my toe
i'm already dying for chocolate and it's not even 8am


Heck...even I'd be bored!! :)

Shelle said...

i have one of those on friday...thanks for the reminder of what I have to look forward too...and it isn't even my kid...it's a nephew!

Jenny, the Bloggess said...

Ha!

Featured on Good Mom/Bad Mom: http://tinyurl.com/43ezzb

texasholly said...

OMG. too funny. And I feel your pain in 140 or less characters.

Thanks for linking today!

Reluctant Housewife said...

Ooohhh... Sounds torturous. I always feel out of place at events... Can believe they asked you to find another table. Oh well, their loss, right?

kyooty said...

that find another table stuff, totally pathetic!