just remembered this
a college ski trip i didn't go on, mainly because it was a surrey college full of lots of obnoxious 'daddy's buying me a *insert pointless but expensive object*' types. also, i can't ski.

one girl i'd been to school with since i was a wee bairn, but really wasn't on great terms with, went on this trip. so did the college "hunk", who myself, my friends, and every 'out' person I knew firmly believed was in the closet.

now, this girl's mother was something else. her daughter, let's call her mary-anne (which isn't her name but close) was a bright enough lass, but nothing special. average intelligence, pretty in an obvious way (i.e. she had large breasts), couldn't hold a conversation about anything other than herself or her hair, bit of a secret slapper... her mother, however, thought she was god's gift, worthy of a scholarship to oxbridge, better than every child or pupil that had ever surrounded her, an angel of virtue, etc, etc. This woman, and her daughter, are just waiting for appropriate QOTW for me to tell all. But this will do for now... let's just call them both 'unbearable'.

so imagine the joy, of my college friends, my old school friends, and especially all our parents, who had put up with up to 15 years of the pushy mother's boasts of 'my child is so much better than all of yours', of the daughter's shullbitting to superiors to get her way, when...

...upon the first night of the trip she is found in flagrante delicto with the 'hunk' by ALL of the teachers, having been shopped by every other student on the trip. They were sent home accompanied by a tutor, by which point the whole college knew what had happened, appropriate posters created and plastered up everywhere (which not even the head never bothered to take down - he'd met the mother and thought it hilarious) for their arrival, and a shame never lived down, especially when said hunk came out of the closet on his first day back.

i can only imagine the mother's face when she found out her precious, virtuous, ahem 'beautiful' daughter was a slag, and everyone knew it. and she'd 'turned' a bloke gay.

makes me happy just to think of it.
(niceandwarmandhot vive la résistance, Tue 12 Dec 2006, 14:55, Reply)