This. Plus way too many women are afraid of interrupting, or joining in or just generally putting them self out there over and over to the same group. It's like if other moms don't fawn over you then you just stand back and act like you are being ignored. And then there is the complaint of showing up once, no one went out of their way to be overly excited to greet you, so now they are all mean and stuck up and you are never going back! Making friends takes time, and maybe a lot of time, like a year +. You are too old to be fawned over. Join in conversations, introduce yourself when you don't know someone and realize that all those tiny conversations and chit chat add up so don't avoid. |
This is spot on! I'm always amazed to watch when a desperate mom tries to work her way into the circle. You can watch it unfold over social media and it never ends well. |
I think we are talking apples and oranges. I agree with what you wrote. I’m not OP, but I can relate to her post entirely. There are people I know that although I’ve met them multiple times (and yes I do introduce myself even multiple times!) will pass by me without eye contact or a hello but clearly they have seen me. Now, I’m not ms social butterfly but I’m not horribly boring/without friends. I don’t have designer clothes or handbags or an expensive car but although I am sure their material belongings cost more than mine I look much better than they do (I know that sounds horrible but it’s true). And I certainly have a position in the community and $$ equal or greater than theirs (again, I flinch when I write that bc it again sounds horrible snobby but again true). My only conclusion is that some people are just rude. |
Yes, I was going to post something similar. I don’t really bother with trying to make any “mom friends” anymore. I notice a mom at my kids sport practice(these kids are 5-6 years old) , all year she’s been trying to become friends with this one mom (inviting her kid for play dates in front of everyone , buying her an expensive gift for her birthday and bringing it to practice and presenting it in front of everyone (when this mom had a huge birthday party for this child and she did not invite this mom’s kid or mine, but did invite some of the team,but I saw it on social media.) She’s always trying to take photos of her daughter with this mom’s kid and calling them “best friends” even though they don’t even seem to particularly like each other from what I can see. I remember one time my daughter was sitting on the sidelines of this photo finding her shoes in one of the cubbies and she told her to move out of their way for the picture! I’ve noticed she just latches on to this mom because she thinks she’s going to advance her socially but this woman doesn’t seem to feel the same way. |
DP here. I agree. The same Rude Moms who use gossip as "currency", because they know that is all they have - they have nothing else to offer, and their gossip is usually completely inaccurate, so their "currency" is bad, anyway. Hilarious - like they have to have someone to look down on, or they lose their alleged "rank" - which they don't have anyway, but they are too dense too realize. They know they are completely dispensable, and about one cocktail party away from being at the bottom of the pile. To top it off, the other Rude Moms talk about each other when one is not present. Then the Rude Moms have the audacity to look at the Nice Moms like "what is she doing here" - please girl, I could buy and sell you at a discount. The Nice Moms are missing absolutely nothing. Rude Moms make complete asses of themselves, and they don't even know it. Pathetic wannabes. They usually have vocal fry, the latest handbag, look right through the other moms (who they nothing about), and pretend they are oblivious - of course they are not, it is so obvious, it is laughable. Give me Nice Moms who have an actual personality, their own interests, their own style, are not total followers, are not socially stunted, and refuse to engage in gossip, any day. Why on earth would anyone want to be associated or be seen with the pathetic Rude Moms? |
The fawning over the Queen Rude Mom is hilarious - they should be embarrassed, but are too stupid to be. |
| The Social Engineering Rude Mom is the most pathetic. Gives living vicariously w whole nw meaning! |
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Oh, the social climbers. Runs rampant in my NoVa suburb. Women who grovel and cling to other women who will help them achieve Popular Mom and adjacent Popular Kid status.
Are you a semi-public figure? Advertise in the football program? Have a prestigious career? Let's hang and have Happy Hours and throw parties for each other and take trips and drink and overshare about it all on social media! We can join the same country club! Our kids can hang and be at the Happy Hours and play on the same teams and go to parties and drink and overshare about it all on social media, too! |
+1 Mic drop. Or the people you thought were your friends, but they get unreasonable over something they overthought in their head, but (of course) didn't actually talk to you about - and you found out their true colors, so they come across as jealous, backward, social climbers - so no thank you. Interesting they can never be happy for you but they always have some (usually home renovation related or similar) drama. Too much work! |
a whole new |
You had me until northerners -- because I thought the rudeness was a southern thing. |
+1 |
LOL. "Nice stuff" can't buy you a personality. |
I’m at a relatively fancy elementary and our PTA is run by super-frumps. |
Thanks - I do think it is unintentional. A different person hosts each month so I went once when a woman I know from preschool invited me. Only to arrive and see half the neighborhood. Whoever hosted next maybe doesn’t know me, and so I never got folded in. It is hurtful only because I do occasionally socialize with several members of the club independently - having them over for dinner or hosting a play date. If I knew they disliked me it would be easier to get over. But they are nice to me walking back from school drop off and make an effort to coordinate kid stuff with me once and a while. So it’s more that I’m disposable / forgettable rather than disliked. For some reason that hurts more. |