Sunday, January 24, 2010

Sometimes I miss the old me

I really hate stupid people. Can't help it. I just do. Recently I had a discussion with a (delusional) friend who maintains that there is no such thing as a stupid person. Everyone just has different gifts he said. That is f-ing stupid. Darwin Awards anyone? There is one place you can find a bunch of stories about stupid people.

Yesterday I had an encounter with a stupid person. My ladies USTA tennis team had a home match, and some of our courts were wet. It has been raining a lot lately, and it is cold, and the courts are in the shade, and they are not getting dry. Emails have been flowing back and forth among the HOA Board, the tennis Czar, and the tennis captains regarding this issue. Some folks are afraid that there is an issue with "seepage", or water coming up through the courts. Others believe this is hooey, but we were told that the courts were dry on Friday, and then it didn't rain any more, so the captain contacted the powers that be so they could inspect the courts.

Meanwhile, I went down there with a 30 gallon trash bag full of old towels and started drying the courts. Enter the stupid person. This board member comes down to the courts, and proceeds to tell me repeatedly, as if I'm too stupid to understand what he is saying, that the most efficient way to dry the courts is by using a squeegee.

Not being stupid, I had already checked the squeegees, and they were so saturated with water that the slightest touch caused water to start dripping out of them. Mr. HOA continues to tell me that towels will not dry the courts, and then the dumb f**k takes the soaking wet squeegee and rolls it over the parts I have already dried making them wet again, all the while pontificating about the merits of a squeegee and uselessness of towels. Arrrrgh!

This is when I miss the old me. The current me is a wife, a mom of 2 boys, a PTA VP, and a, if not respected, at least fairly well liked member of a pretty great neighborhood. So, instead of calling him a stupid f**ker, I just said, "Gee, I don't know much about squeegees, but I'm pretty sure you just made the courts wetter where I just dried them with my useless towels. "

You might think that made my point, but we are dealing with a stupid person, and a man who is 15 years my senior. So, that didn't sink in. I'm just a silly old house wife and all, so what would I know. Old me would have said, hey, dumbass, stop talking to me like I'm the f-ing idiot here, and get the hell out. I'm pretty sure that would have gotten the point across, but since living in a neighborhood is a lot like being in 9th grade, I refrained.

So, is Current me smart, mature, and restrained or should I have let him have it Old me style?