i normally don't like to eat on mondays before our weekly cub scout meetings (gotta be lean and mean in order to corral 30 boys), but dw stopped by her favourite fish monger for fresh flounder and ended up breading and frying it, and serving it with steamed stringbeans and mashed spuds.
the flounder smelled so good i had to dig in. served with sinus clearing cocktail sauce, it was absolutely delicious. the best she's ever made. the fish guy gets his biggest delivery on monday, so we'll have to follow his schedule. the flounder was as fresh as if i went out to catch it myself today.
but then the evening went downhill.
i finally got in touch with our absent treasurer and chairperson, and thought we had a very pleasent conversation, including that i needed to stop by her house before the meeting to pick up the badges the boys have earned these past 3 months since she went awol. she mentioned that she might make it tonight and will try to at least be at the monthly pack meetings since she can't do every week. (her teenage daughter is about to have her second kid, so they're kinda tied up). if not, she'd call me when she got home and leave the badges in her mailbox for me to pick up.
when i arrived at the meeting hall, the cubmaster immediately let into me, telling me that he was tired of how i think that i'm in charge and had no right to tell the treasurer/chairbitch that she had to start coming to meetings. that i needed to remember that i'm only the assistant and had better back down and start acting that way.
somehow, when i mentioned that i was looking forward to working with this woman on both the blue and gold dinner of which we are supposed to organize together (yeah right, like she'll show up) and in the future when i become cubmaster, she somehow turned that into that i was trying to bully her into showing up weekly or to get out. she immediately called the cubmaster to tell him how rude i was and who do i think i am?
wtf!!!!
in our conversation, when she mentioned her child was about to have her second child, i both congratulated her and offered to keep her family in my prayers until god could bring another of her family into the world.
how many bullies do you know say the rosary every day and petition god for others' well being?
i kinda lost it and told the cubmaster that he can keep this bullshit, and i was going to step down and just be a den leader if that was ok. he accepted my resignation quite quickly, and said that this was obviously not for me.
nope, childish backtalking/backstabbing from whackjobs sure ain't for me was my response.
and just then the scouts and their parents came in so the subject was dropped.
later in the meeting, the cubmaster came to me and asked me to reconsider, which i said i would do only because it would make my son sad for me to step down, as well as all of these boys really need good influences in their lives, not just the b.s. of well intended looneys who don't show up and do nothing else but stir the poop.
oh, i forgot that this woman never called, and when i went to her house just as the meeting began to pick up the badges, nothing was in the mailbox, she turned off her phone, and when i knocked on the door the lights in the house went off. lol.
she only ended up hurting the boys, and pissing me off.
so now i have a big decision. do i stay and fight the good fight with this absentee nutcase for my son and the rest of the boys, or do i step down and look for another cub scout pack?
the funniest part of all of this is that she is a devout christian, with religious stickers on her bumper, and even her email address being a creepy bible thumping
expression @so-and-so.com.
apparently, the christ she knows needs medication and therapy.
ok, so, sorry to rant but my blood is boiling.
on a more positive note, my boy won second place in the rocket derby tonight and his best friend won first, of which they were tremendously proud. i'll bet there are people who came tonight who are wondering how i cheated to get him to win. can't wait till that shitstorm starts...
i need a beer.