hope it gives you hell

hope it gives you hell

I have a story to tell today. This one is not about breast cancer, it’s about a fellow soccer mom jacking my daughter’s soccer ball last night at a local soccer field.

Before I begin I want to say that this is not an ‘I’m holier than thou’ message’, I’ve stolen things in my youth. I think most people have at some point in their lives. An adult stealing from a child though is on a whole different messed up level.

A bit of a background about the soccer ball. The kids are expected to bring their own balls to practice. The coaches also bring a bag of balls for them to practice with as well. So there’s a lot of balls on the field being kicked around.

My husband went shopping with my daughter to purchase one he found online that is made with his favourite soccer team in Italy’s logo, a Juventus special addition. Here’s a photo:

juve-soccer-ball

A few weeks ago it went missing, so naturally we were upset because we’d just bought it and we’re trying to teach our kids to develop a sense of pride of ownership with their things. That they need to learn responsibility of taking care, respecting, and paying attention to make sure they don’t lose or damage their stuff. Sounds simple but it’s not because especially in this day and age, kids and not just mine, have a lot of crap. Expensive crap too – ipod, iphones, tablets, $500 bmx bikes…on and on.

It ended up that I had shoved into a drawer when I was cleaning one weekend. Great.

Anyway, so Eva walked up to me and my friend after her practice ended and said she couldn’t find her ball.

Me: “What?!!!! Are you serious? How is that possible?!”

Eva: “I’ve looked everywhere, I can’t find it”

To make a long story short, three coaches stopped the teams that had just started their practice to ask if anyone knew or had seen a Juve soccer ball.

This is where it gets interesting – a small boy said ‘my brother found a ball like that’. So they asked the older brother where it was, and he replied ‘my mom has it – SHE PUT IT IN HER TRUNK’.

Hold the phone.

The woman was sitting like an oblivious princess on her throne pretending she didn’t know it belonged to anyone.

Me – instant RAGE!

She had been sitting very close to us with front row seating watching and listening to myself, the coaches, Eva, her friend and my friend looking around for the ball for 20 minutes before by chance her little boy ratted her out. She would have definitely heard what was going and could’ve chimed at any time to say ‘Oh I found a ball’ but she didn’t. only silently observing.

She knew what was going on the whole time….

She got up, walked to her car, got the ball, proceeded to hand it over to my friend and said ‘I was going to bring it to the soccer office this week’.

LIAR, liar…pants on fire! You got caught bitch.

And I will add this – she is not hurting – her family owns a pretty lucrative business in Ottawa. She doesn’t need to steal from children, she could easily afford to buy her own damn ball.

WHO DOES THIS????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I have a motto in life , It is to never expect others to do what you would do in situations, people are who they are….but this one has me baffled to say the least.

I always give people the benefit of the doubt. Try not to judge them because in the end we’re are all equals. No one is better than another, even the most evil people in the world. I don’t think I’m better than anyone. I say this because I believe in forgiveness, I to try to rise above in troublesome situations and find my zen to not lose my shit.

My zen flew out the window last night…and no words were exchanged because the kids were there and that would be wrong.

I knew where I could vent. Right here on breasts in the city blog.

The ball is not expensive, but that’s beside the point, if we had bought it at a dollar store or it was dipped in gold doesn’t make a difference. It’s the principle of it all.

As parents it’s an unwritten rule that we trust, look out for one another’s kids, and help each other if someone loses something, we’ve got each others back. It’s just the way it works.

Hey lady, if you see my face I hope it gives you hell….

Oh ya AND keep your klepto hands away from children’s property and go seek some help because you need it.

 

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