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Location	Brooklyn, New York
Introduction	...is PROUD to be doing her lousy job of parenting in Brooklyn where, thanks to the sheer masses of people that surround her, most of her major failings go unnoticed. OOTHM has three children who go to a wonderful public school where she’s volunteered in a few nice creative ways, but will probably go down in history for being the worst class parent ever. OOTHM hopes to stop agreeing to be class parent next year, and every year after that, and has just done the math and realizes that she’ll have 22 more opportunities (and more if high school has class parents too) to either suck at being class parent again, or feel terribly guilty all year that someone else took on the thankless job. OOTHM is also aware that if a mom of only little babies stumbles across this collection she'll think OOTHM is abusive or (worse?) impolite. But OOTHM knows that moms of older kids or of multiple kids gets it (even if they’re really wonderful kids), and just might rejoice in the mamaraderie a bit. OOTHM encourages every mom to keep track of the horrible things she's done and discover how freeing it can be.
Interests	Interested in a response to the whole American Girl fiasco? This’ll have to do for now: I've been in contact with people from the store--they were very sweet and sad about what had happened. They made generous offers to ‘make it right’ but I accepted nothing from them. I did not lie about the details--my daughter really did have this experience. I wasn’t there when it happened, but was filled in by the mom who was there. I have turned down every offer of free stuff that's come our way, as well as tv appearances, radio interviews, and newspaper articles. Etta is fine--she's great. My daughter had a bad experience and I’m her mom and I was mad about it. It was relevant to me and to my life but I had no idea this would hit such a nerve. How could anyone have predicted this? Does anyone out there think I had any control over how huge this got? I have not responded, but I’ve allowed the ‘debate’ (rather, the insults) to continue--I could have pulled the plug or erased offensive messages but I haven’t done either. In my mind this stopped being about my daughter and my anger long ago and has become something that has nothing to do with us. I spent lots of energy trying to figure out how to respond to this. But it all comes back to this: there’s nothing I can say that will satisfy the passionate paranoid people who insist on badgering and baiting me, accusing me of not answering their ‘legitimate questions.’ I am not poor--but my daughters only wear hand-me-downs. Is that so hard to imagine? I get a $10 chair massage on occasion (ten dollars!). And my husband and I have left the kids for one weekend in 9 years. Why would the people who have chosen to read only the worst possible version of me in everything I’ve written believe anything I might say in a response?