Monday, October 15, 2012

Track meet or...

I had the pleasure of watching my child's district track meet. Don't get me wrong I watched the shit out of her but the other peeps were so interesting. Two were interesting enough for me to have someone make an ecard...I am putting it at the end because you folks might walk away before the big bang...

While waiting the buses were late, so I started looking around. I thought it was wildly hilarious 3/4 of the parents were dressed like they were in fact on the track team, not their child. Track shoes and all. Living vicariously through your child much?

I saw a lady with a pair of nike fit pants. Did you know they have a single pocket across the top of the ass crack portion? This lady chose to put her iphone in this pocket. It appeared she had misplaced a feminine product.

The next interesting invention was a Nike brand tennis skirt that was flat front with ruffles on the back. Now this has gone too far. I commend the lady who purchased this get up, I mean we all should reclaim our youth, but the recreation of frilly bloomers as a skirt is wildly inappropriate, and pedophilistic.

One of the best was the hobo chic parents. Mom had dreads, not fake ones, the ones that pop up out of the blue when you don't shower for a month or two, maybe 10. This lady stunk, flat out stunk- I kept my head in my coffee cup every time the wind blew, I am not joking it was like burnt hair and b.o., horrible. The husband appeared to be attempting the dread formation. But he was just at the long stringy stage with a side of male pattern balding. The clothes, I can't explain it- literally from a thrift store or maybe they go to estate sales to purchase their threads, either way it appeared they had their entire closet on the body. Just bazaar...

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The best was at the end portion of the race. I wanted to see 2 run so I moved down. Apparently I stood in the overachieving parents cheer section. They were yelling and screaming. Things I must repeat, and this is where the e-card comes in...

When i started giggling they just looked at me, they didn't realize what they were saying... I just said "clearly we don't have the same sense of humor"...



11 comments:

  1. I have been to some of my son's track meets with the same parents. I don't get it. And we clearly have the same sense of humor!!!

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  2. Yess!! WHY ARE NO OTHER PARENTS EVER FUNNY?!?! No one laughs at my kids sports. I mean, besides me and my husband. We are always dying, and people look at us like we're crazy! It's weird. LOVE this post! Especially stanky lady.

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  3. While there are plenty of screaming parents on the sidelines of soccer games, can't say we've ever had porn shouts. Hilarious! You have to find the funny at track meets. Those suckers are looooong!

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  4. lol.... that was great! I have the whole "cheer mom" thing going on. Fortunately MY friends don't want to dress like cheer leaders, but some of the others.... well, ya know

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  5. This is exactly why I once brought a pitcher of Margaritas and paper cups to one of my son's baseball games. All entertainment should come with a drink, right?

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  6. I love you. Too soon? Haha. You must take photos next time! At LEAST you-tube the "cheers"! Also, ask the track suit moms how fast they ran the last race, since they're dressed-to-impress.

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  7. You are so descriptive! I feel like I was there, except for the smell!

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  8. OMG!!! Seriously, they said that?!!

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  9. Haha! This is so funny! I totally didn't even see this! I'm having major issues with FB and Google. You are clearly way too cool for these dipshits! I feel the same way at sporting events. People are way too uptight!

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  10. Too much. And I agree with Sue Diamond-Phillips and Peanut. The parents aren't funny b/c they're too busy critiquing their kid's performance so they can go over the mistakes later w/ them or force them to do drills in the back yard to improve their game.

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