Wednesday, September 16, 2009

TAD AWARD to mean kids!

I wrote this post 2 years ago, but I'm going to repost it today because something that happened to Isabel yesterday reminded me of it:

Originally posted August 10, 2007:



Tonite I had a case of deja vu. (Say that like Sloth saying "BA-BY RUUUUTH.") My butt was kicked clear back to a basketball tournament in the 8th grade. At the tournament I was hyper and acting like a goofy 13 year old I'm sure. I was all sweaty and what not, too. I asked a boy- I think he was from another school- a question. I don't remember what is was. But I do remember his answer. He just looked at me and said, "Man, you are ugly." I was shocked and didn't know what to say. I think my brilliant comeback was, "No I'm not!!" (Yeah. Good one Tori. "That's what you are but what am I??? LOSER!!)

Well, tonite Tristan called from his youth activity asking me to bring his scout shirt. We had been out all evening and just dropped him off for scouts without it. I threw on my flip flops and my Longhorn hat and cruised up to the church. When I got there 3 boys ranging in ages probably 12-14 were riding around in the parking lot on their bikes. When I got out of the car I clearly heard one boy say, "Holy cow! She is uuuuugly!!" I assumed they were talking about someone else because I'm so hawt! Then I heard another say, "Yeah she is! Whoa." I looked around and didn't see any other person, let alone female, in the near vacinity. They were talking about me. I just ignored them and ran the shirt in. When I came back outside one of the punks was parked close to my Yukon. He full on stared at me and then rode around to his friends while he said, really loudly, "Man, beyond ugly!!" I was stunned. I couldn't think of one smart-a$$ comment to throw back at him- and that's rare for me. I'm full of smart-a$$ comments! Where was ElasticWaistbandLady when I need her??? I just got in my car and backed out full speed hoping one of the buttheads was just a little too close to my bumper. Then I could jump out when he's face down on the ground, 1/2 his face torn off, bleeding profusely and yell, "Who's ugly now?!? Bawahahahaha!!" ;)



I drove home and was totally surprised by how I felt. I felt like crying. Why? Like I give a crap what some pre-pubescent kid thinks about me. Why was he looking at an old lady anyway?? Weirdo. But apparently I did care. I don't know why. Maybe because I have a 12 year old and I don't want to be one of those ugly, frumpy, embarrassing moms. Or maybe because I don't want anyone to think I'm ugly. I don't know. But it hurt my feelings. Stupid, I know. And I'm 1/2 joking as I type this. But, dude. What is up with obnoxious, rude kids?? Those boys are the ones that will have girls starving themselves or worse because some butthead told them they're ugly. It makes me mad. And it makes me think I should have aimed better when I backed out.
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Now for what happened to trigger my memory of that old post.... tadYesterday Isabel got off the bus after school and she told me, "When I was getting off a boy told me that pretty people go first, so he let me go in front of him. But then I heard someone say 'Yeah, if you get rid of the bucked teeth and glasses..." She didn't know who said it because they were behind her. It just broke my heart to hear that. Here she is, my 10 year old beautiful girl, and these jerk kids with no manners or consideration for other's feelings, broke her heart. I wanted to punch the twerp in the face! Girls are so sensitive at that age anyway, but to have kids make fun of something you're already sensitive about... makes me so sad. Isabel is beautiful- even with her overbite and glasses and I hate that I wasn't there to kick some butt and take some names. SEE- she's beautifulFLORIDA 102

So, to that rude, rude kid: You get a Tad Award. What's that you ask? It's an award I made up that I give out to jerks. Rude people. Lame people. You.