People are such a**holes.

I was going to give this a different title, but I thought – if the shoes fits?

It’s that time of year when people turn into assholes, (or see them turn into a bigger asshole than what they have been throughout the year).

The past 2 weeks has seen me attending both of Danger’s sisters dance rehearsals.  OMG.  AND WE WONDER WHY OUR KIDS ARE TURNING INTO ASSHOLES.  Please.  Why do some parents behave this way?  Shouting at their kids to get their costume on?  Yelling at their kids because ‘look, you always do this!’  A young dance assistant shrieked at me ‘No Parents Allowed, No Parents Allowed!’.  It’s a bloody rehearsal in the local hall.  Not backstage on Broadway!  I was helping my daughter who cannot dress herself in a tutu because, well she is 6 and IT’S A TUTU!  Another parent LITERALLY hip and shouldered me out the way to get a bobby pin and a pair of Nanna’s, yes NANNA’s (sorry Mum, not you!) bowled me out the way to get to the coffee cart.  I kid you not.

Now flip this, the same dance school with special needs children, would see a very different group of people.  Calm.  Still excitable, but not anxious-ridden.  No silly clown makeup, sensory issues of course, would put a stop to that.  Children being children, parents enjoying the excited atmosphere rather than a tense and anxious one.  Parents helping parents.  I’m not bragging or boasting that it would be more enjoyable, but well, yes it would.

I can’t tell you the times I have wanted to say to some people, do you have any idea what an asshole you look/sound like right now?  But then I would feel like a bigger asshole.

I don’t mean to brag (yes I do) but being mum to Danger is not only rewarding but grounds me.  I cannot believe the crap that goes on with people when their only problem is finding a bobby bin.  Or maybe it’s deeper than that.  We always hear to treat people with kindness, we never know what they might be going through.  Such crap.  I’ve seen, and I think we can all agree on something for once, that sometimes people are just assholes.

People can be rude, ignorant and selfish.  They don’t believe in stopping to help anyone else, for fear it will slow them down to reach their end goal.  Which for the purpose of this post is the SAME BLOODY DANCE HALL WE ARE ALL GOING TO ANYWAY!

I almost threw up in my mouth when I heard some parents boasting about how long it took them to do their child’s makeup.  I know, I know, now I sound like a bitter asshole, but I can’t help it.  It’s such CRAP.  YOUR KID LOOKS LIKE A CLOWN, OR WORSE.

Where is the joy of the practice, the performance and the love of dance?  It’s not within the parents, that’s for sure.

Dance Season has brought out the worst in a lot of people, including me.  I can’t stand the bullshit, when I know how some of Danger’s little friends are really hurting at the moment, and in hospital because of the unfairness that life can often dish out.

Oh to dance, what a joy and blessing!

It seems that despite every Tom, Dick and Harry saying they know someone with a disability, when they meet Danger and that ‘he looks really good’, just proves that it doesn’t really mean Jack.  So does that mean, in turn, you know by association, what it’s like to have a child with a disability?  So what.  I know someone too.  I know lots of people.  I know lots of parents with children with aspergers, autism, cancer survivors, Duchenne muscular dystrophy, intellectual disability, cerebral palsy but I still wouldn’t have a clue what living with their child’s condition is like.

All I know, is yes, we are all struggling, but some have a much rockier path than others.  Some don’t have a roof over their heads, some are too sick to dance.  But if your child is dancing in a show, than be thankful that they are able to enjoy that.  Don’t stress them out with your adult asshole ways, please.

But what would I know?  I’m just an asshole too!

 

1 Comment

  1. BRAVO KELLY how lucky I was to get you as a daughter in law.
    You embrace all the qualities that I admire in a person (well maybe not dancing on a table top and singing to Billy Idol-but you do it so well).
    They say you don’t know what you’ve got till its gone, it’s true selfishness comes out of ignorance and most of the AS of the world would buckle under adversity and cry “why me”.

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