I have the jitters, and I don’t know if they're from the pot of coffee I absentmindedly drank yesterday while stuck inside or from the prospect of dealing with a few “mean über-volunteer moms” at a gathering next week. Past dealings with one in particular have been very confrontational, but I’m comforted that I’m not the only one to have incurred her wrath. As parents talk (and we do, admit it!), it’s common knowledge that others have had similar run-ins with this person, leading us to believe her “it’s not me, it’s you” altercations stem from her own lack of interpersonal skills.
Because we’re all on a particular committee, this person and her crony requested the pleasure of my company for an offsite private meeting. Just the three of us. Cozy, huh? I nicely declined their invitation, asking why they need to meet with me as I’m either at work or have small children in tow. Their response? No further information, but they ask again what other times I’m free. Free? Are you kidding? Did you not understand my response? I don't have free time until September 2026, when the last child will HOPEFULLY be at college. And if I did have free time, I’d rather schedule a bikini wax than meet alone with these two!
DH thinks I should take the meeting to get them to stop but keep my guard up in preparation of the potential argument. He also thinks I'm being too pessimistic and might be pleasantly surprised. DM’s advice was to not meet them in private, period, since they’ve already ambushed me at a meeting once this year, and "leopards don't change their spots". She thinks I should speak with them at the gathering next week with witnesses present. A few of the other parents think I should either wait to talk to them at the gathering or email them a very direct question – what do you want to discuss? and see if they reply.
Every time their names appear in my email box, my BP goes through the roof. I’m driving up the stock value for whatever company makes Rolaids thanks to the churning stomach acid that rises when I think about dealing with them. I don’t know what to do. Any suggestions?