Tuesday, August 04, 2009
You need qualifications to be a snob.
A friend of mine just took over one of the branches of our organization, and this change couldn't come too soon.
A conversation at work today reminded me just how much I can't stand this woman, although she has always been nice to my face. Key words: to my face.
Now her board forced her out of her position but she is still unable to let go, apparently, because she's still a 40-hour-a-week "volunteer" and is still on the board. (PG, aren't you kissing your toes that you didn't take this job?) Why my friend tolerates this I don't know. She is a kinder person than me.
So I have to rant somewhere, because this bitch drives me nuts. Her latest antic was to angle for - no, scratch that - demand a free ticket to our $125-a-plate fundraiser. Her excuse for not buying a ticket = she can't afford it.
I told my friend, "She's not allowed to sit with us."
Friend: "She won't want to sit with us."
Me: "Why not?"
Friend: "Because she is a snob."
A snob? She can't afford a ticket, but she's a snob? No one with such a terrible dye job (think someone trying to imitate Edith from All in the Family) can be a snob! No one who is constantly losing her teeth (I am not making this up) - and whose teeth have been found in the peanut butter jar in the fridge at work, and in her dog's mouth, among other places - can be a snob!
Am I wrong? Where is Hyacinth Bucket (pronounced "bouquet") when I need her?
Anyway, I know Ms. Bitch will be all smiles at the event. Unfortunately, I won't be sitting close enough to spit in her food.