Saturday, 14 June 2008
The One Where I End Up Looking Petty....
I need to get it off my chest though.
I am not doing this because I have nothing better to do.
I am not doing this simply to provide more work for you.
I am not doing this becuase I enjoy the condescending looks and irritated glances you throw my way.
I'm doing this because I believe in being involved with my child's school.
I'm doing this because I beleive that communities should be helping schools where they can.
I'm doing this beause at the beginning of this year you were desperate.
P&C volunteers don't do this becuase they are bored housewives with nothing to do between seasons of Days of Our Lives (Is that still on TV?).
We all have places we'd rather be.
I don't love dragging my 8 month old baby up to the school and spending hours there each day, trying to do whatever needs doing.
I don't love laying awake at night stressing over the lastest fundraiser.
I don't love smarting from the attitude of the woman who runs Admin.
I don't love hearing "Well as long as you don't expect me to waste my time off on this" from teachers.
I don't love missing out on time with my family, because Samuel had a bad day and now I need to stay up til Midnight to get this done.
Yes. I know you're busy. I know you do plenty for the school. So do I. I don't, however, get paid for that. I know you're committed to the students at this school. So am I. I, however, don't get paid for it.
So for heaven's sake. Suck it up and get off my freaking back. Bitch about it all you want, but I will no longer smile sweetly and apologise for trying to help raise funds for YOU.
Sigh. Sorry. I'm not asking for a medal. Just tired of the attitudes.