I have had a great number of horrible experiences with disagreeable men and women. Then, I joined a moms club. Goodness. This gave disagreeable a whole new meaning at a time of my life when I needed less drama and not more. Seriously. It was not a pleasant time in my life. For a while I started to think it was just me. That this level of nastiness and competitiveness was normal for people and not only did I need thicker skin, I needed to learn to play the game. Well, if I wanted to survive. Continue reading
