There are some people who just irritate me. I can't help it, they just do.
One such is a mother at my youngest's school; the mother of a classmate, in fact. She's an artist. I don't know how good as I've never seen her work, so I also don't know what sort of art she does. However, she does like to make a point of looking as much as what you think an artist would look like as possible, so she goes around dressed as a rag bag.
I don't know whether it's because she is impoverished and has to go 'dumpster diving' or rootling around in dustbins to gather together two scraps with which to adorn her feeble frame. She lives in a rather swish village, so I think not, even if she is not terribly well off. Still, she looks a mess, in layers of clashing colours and unmatching materials. She dresses her daughter the same too. One of those 'mini me' mothers, like Fergie with her two long-suffering daughters.
Clothes sense in itself is not, however, enough to stir my ire. Attention-seeking is, and she does it with such self-satisfiedness that makes me just want to slap her. Take her clothes. She is obviously dying for people to think that she must be a really good artist because the way her clothes are such a mess must indicate that she is always thinking higher thoughts than mere mundane vestimentary issues. I imagine she thinks her clothes are perhaps an extension of her own artistic oeuvre too, although that would be a mistake. To me, she looks like one of those nutcase arty farty liberal grungy vegetarian Guardian-reading self-satisfied 'I live such a pure and rat-race free life in my art for art's sake even if I don't make a ton of money, but then I'm a poor artist who will not compromise her art for mere stinking commerce and anyway the father of my child keeps a roof over our heads so that's okay' types.
Then again, she's very 'in' with the school. We parents were told at the beginning of the year some rules relating to the running of the school. One such was to bring your child on time and say a swift, sweet good-bye then leave immediately to let the child get into the ambiance of school without parental meddling. So what does this woman do? She brings her child into the class then sits reading to her which is precisely the kind of behaviour the teachers told us not to do because it draws out the 'abandonment' of the child unnecessarily. Why does she do it? Because she's an attention-seeking 'I'm so in with the teachers I can do whatever I like, just watch me while I read a jolly book to my one and only precious little daughter' type.
She's also the type, in parents' meetings, to go on and on, unable to shut the f*** up about issues as dramatic as whether an outing will be organised this year or not. The rest of us (mostly - there are others like her too) were dying to get home and have some dinner and a glass of some jaunty little red from Norma's at 2.49Eur/bottle, while she wittered on and on. Some people really don't know how to stop, do they? They think they are conceding something if they let people move on to the next point. Losing ground, being rejected, showing themselves up. I think they should just deal with their issues quietly, at home, and let the rest of us go through meetings quickly, and go home; one hour max.
Maybe it's because she's as plain as a pudding, just like her daughter; with pudding haircuts to match. She'd better be a damned fine artist...