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i have a step-son who i pick up and drop off at school each day, in the after noons, me and my five month old daughter stroll to the school and walk home. Well today i thought i would branch out a bit, make some news friends and at my step sons school (very ritzie) i went for it. I approched the yummy mummies that all sit together and gossip (just like high school) and tried to have a chat. They where all dolled up to pick up the kids, inlcuding perfect make up, perfect hair, perfect nails and guccie hand bags, designer shoes etc. I walk over in my jeans, flip flops, daggy shirt and a little bit sweaty from my walk on a hot day... i was given more then the cold shoulder, i was COMPLETELY ignored, not even a hello as i tried to sit with them. It felt like high school all over again! i couldnt believe the nerve of these wemon! just makes me wonder what type of children they are bringing up. Hopefully nothing like them! |
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