I'm as working class as they come
We moved to a lentil weaving,middle class area (anyone from york will know it) and I enrolled the kids into the school
Within a week,one had an invite to a party-all good
Child went-but came home in tears
The party girls mum had told him that his present to her kid wasn't good enough and he wasn't welcome-and that she wanted my number (which he didn't have,so she shouted at him) so she could ring me and pick him up
She was very snotty with me when I did pick him up
I left it-we'd been at the school for less than a week and just figured ds had got it wrong
He hadn't
She was part of the pta,thought she was queen bee and so far up the heads arse,she could have cleaned the heads teeth
She made sure that none of mine got any part in school plays,never won any awards,never got a part in the school concert, last to meet santa etc
Her brat often repeated what she'd heard from her mother within earshot-low level bullying that she never got pulled up on because of who her mother was
So,in short,the middle class mother who thought we where shit on her shoe
Didn't stop me from being super friendly and polite to her and her mates which confused the hell out of her
Silly cow-once they'd left,I never had to see her or that shitty Radley handbag she carried like it was the crown jewels,ever again