School pick up twat

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We’re all anonymous here so we can secretly rage at the one person who drives us insane at school pick up.

Now I’ll start by saying this isn’t an attack on the women, I am a young, high maintenance woman myself- platinum hair, false tan etc but there’s a few groups of similar mums at the school pick up who come in gym sets, hair all done, lovely done filler. Very glam.

But it’s this one dad who sets my teeth on edge. He will cut the queue every day and walk up the path past everyone until he finds one of these mums and tries to flirt with them very blatantly. It’s the strut he does, the specific type of woman he looks for. He’s not even cutting right up to the front, just until he sees one of these mums who are simply trying to pick up their kids. Argh he makes my skin crawl and it never fails to irritate me every day 😂

Anyone else have that one twat at pick up who annoys you?

I’ve never never heard of a dry robe (maybe be in Scotland for next year haha), though I have looked it up and could probably walk past someone and not notice it just looks like a big jacket? Maybe different in real life.

I’ve no children so can’t comment though somehow seem to always be late, storming Norman to where I’m going on no where near enough sleep and both hair and make up done in under 10 mins 😂 so I think I would probably slot into the stressed work mum who could storm past you with your knickers on your head and not notice x

Just imagine that your watching a wildlife programme and he’s some kind of tropical slug doing his mating performance.

Ffs you can't win. I totally understand why you mentioned how you look and how they look. He sounds annoying. But unfortunately lots of other people are!!!

He's really not doing anything that wrong though xD he's probs just being friendly/likes talking to people xD

Has noone been to essex youre not normal if you dont have filler

I dont btw

anyway the biggest twats are the ones who park in the bus stop-yes in it they dont give a shit because its close to the school

Can you trip him up as he skips past you? Completely embarras him 👍

Yeah, even the students are glam these days. I was a student during grunge in the 90s, and NO-ONE who was a student glammed up. Then I moved to London and everyone was in All Saints style combats and trainers for a few years. We moved back to Liverpool a few years later and I started work at the uni. I don't know what happened but there was a distinct difference in what the students were wearing. They'd got more mainstream in their fashion. I was very disappointed in them.

Could have been Essex.

Lol! Dry robes all around our school too! At least 2 parents at every sports game in them!

@OnlyFannys - that made me howl 😂🤣

I thought school runs in Surrey were bad. I stand corrected. None of this crap here.

What is it with the dry robes! Everyone around here has started wearing them in place of a coat too. They are definitely m/c jim jams 😆

Yes, I was gutted when Op said she was from Liverpool...so am I, born and bred but all through primary and secondary with my ds, I did not see any of these so called glam mums. All mums and dads and most people i know are just average people and I mean that in a nice way. I hate the stereotype that all Liverpool women are caked in made up with tans etc. It's just not true. There are a certain group of women wearing that look - scouse brow, false lashes, permatan etc etc but it's far from being the majority. It's a myth. If you call that glam, well that's up to you. It's nut my definition of glam nor is it many others.

Ffs. Just get a farking life!

I had this at my daughters primary school. This older gentleman came up to me whilst I was filling out a form, he told me I was beautiful over and over. I said thank you, goodbye, and made my way to my daughters class. After that he would stand and watch me every time he saw me. He works in Tesco and still stares at me years later. Somehow he knew where I lived, he even knew where I had moved two years ago when I left the area. I've since returned and he tried to get me to tell him where I now live whilst I was shopping with my kids. He really freaks me out.

Nothing that interesting happens at my dc school. There used to be one dad who used to start fights on the school playground. On sports day he would turn up in running gear and spend ages warming up for the dad's race, which he took very seriously. I miss him

In defence of Dry Robes, one of our TAs got one at the end of the winter for playground duty, and I ended up borrowing it for my gate duty one day when it was Baltic. Absolutely bloody brilliant. Warmer than any other coat I’ve ever owned.

If I was on the playground more (teacher), I would 100% be buying one and would not give a flying fart what anyone else thought.

There are always a few who take the dads' race rather seriously, aren't there?! And as for the parent/child wheelbarrow race... stand aside and watch the carnage.

We all have dry robes. But we wear them on the beach after a swim.

for reference they are from primark and are amazing. I bought the xl sizes for the kids and they will grow into them. Bargain.

we used them in the evenings when we were bbq-img on the beach. Keep the wind off and keeps you snuggly. The kids can hide inside them.

Lol! Mostly grandparents and mums who look like they’ve not had time to get dressed properly with toddlers in prams!! The odd parent going to work straight from the school run so slightly smarter. I wait in the car now DD is y6. What annoys me most is the small car park we use (there’s a few of them built in the estate where the school is based and parking doesn’t belong to anyone specific) how inconsiderate people are with parking. In the car park there is a dropped kerb with those raised dots leading onto the path from the car park. Unfortunately no road markings. But people always park over it, it’s like who can get closed to the path. Bit if anyone should need to get a wheelchair out of the car park, or walker (see reference to grandparents on the school run) then they can’t easily do that. Even biggies end up going across the grass if they can even get between the parked cars.

At DD’s rural school where it was normal to pick up the kids for those of us living out further, there was a father who would turn up in the last 10 minutes and park across a turning circle the out of zone buses used, so if his kids didn’t get out before the first bus loaded, they were blocked by his vehicle.

once that was sorted out, the next thing he did was to park on the passenger side extremely close to a waiting parent car, turn up his music making it thoroughly unpleasant for the victim parent. the incoming child would have to get into parent car from the roadside as there was no door room for them on the passenger side because of how this twit parked.

I took a photo of it once and sent it to the principal but nothing changed all the time DD was there

Nothing like that here, not that I've noticed at least.
However we do have dog lady, who ignores every sign saying no dogs on the school grounds due to allergies and some children being afraid of dogs, but she carries her dog in daily and I'm tired of hearing her saying how he's afraid to be left home alone.
There's also a Mum who brings a treat or surprise gift every other day for her daughter at pick up time (reception class), and loudly gifts it to her in front of all her friends. It can be anything from a simple doughnut to a brand new bike!

This thread has really made me laugh. Thanks OP and condolences regarding the school pick up twat. Believe you me I saw plenty of those in my time as a teacher. One of the best was a woman pushing through the school yard shouting to the other parents ‘ I want to speak to that teacher, the fat cow’. I am of large build (fat),as was my colleague at the time. My colleague at the time without missing a beat asked the approaching woman which fat cow she wished to speak with. Was it her? Or the four eyed fat cow (me)?
I am surprised no one has mentioned those floor length, sleeveless, very padded gilets that seem to be worn everywhere. Maybe they are only where I am.

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