8 Things Not To Say To Me When It’s Your Fault

| November 27, 2012 | 3 Comments

 

I was going to write a great poop post for today, but then someone pissed me off. We’ll return to our regularly scheduled program tomorrow.

Tuesdays are extracurricular days. We have swim lessons in the morning and then gymnastics right after.

Before I get all of those “shame on you for pushing your daughter to do all of those things and being one of ‘those moms’” comments, let me just say: I’m not like that. At all. I actually take her to them because she asked to be in those classes. And, I hate every minute. But whatever.

Anyway, we get up this morning and get ready in the 30-degree weather with a swimsuit under 14 layers of clothing, wait until the car warmed up to defrost the ice from the windshield because we have too much crap in our two-car garage to actually park a car in there, and then drive the 20 minutes to gymnastics class to arrive at 9:15 a.m.

Instead of swimming, however, I heard the following things:


1. Do you have swimming today?

2. There’s no 9:15 class.

3. That class was canceled.

4. Nope we don’t see you on the [handwritten notebook paper] list.

5. Oh! YES! There you are in the system. You clearly paid!

6. Weird. I wonder why you didn’t get a call saying the class was canceled?

7. Oops! I guess we can just give you your money back.

8. Hahahahahaaa! SORRY! Hahahaaaaa! I hope no one else is signed up!

By this time I was seething. It wasn’t the fact that there was no class. That annoyed me. The thing that sent me over the edge was that there was never a real apology, no remorse shown at all. And, not one word to my four year old standing there with big crocodile tears in her eyes because she thought she messed up. I’m so over businesses never giving a shit when they make a mistake.

And then? I was left to deal with this:

I wanted to swim, you bastards!

 

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  1. Liz says:

    Aww sad face! And yes, that’s BS that they didn’t at least apologize.

  2. Yep. Apologies–like customer service–are, for the most part, a thing of the past. Much like the dodo bird and the wooly mammoth before them, they’ve been wiped out by a massive comet of fear of litigation and a society devoid of common courtesy, leaving behind a Texas-sized pock-mark on the face of civilized society.

    I think I’ve heard similar things…

    1. Insipid Question
    2. Vexing statement
    3. Pseudo-clarification of vexing statement
    4. Vapid excuse
    5. Confusing near-admission of fault
    6. Another insipid question
    7. Proposal of unsatisfying conclusion that was already a foregone conclusion by the time statement #2 rolled around.
    8. A insincere apology book-ended by nervous laughter.

  3. Christin says:

    Awe, that precious sad face made me sad for her! Poor girl. I totally feel your anger!

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