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The Queen Bee

As you walk across the gymnasium to pick  your children up from school. The Queen Bee stands there in all of her glory and refinery.

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“Good Afternoon!”

She gives you the look, assessing you slowly from head to toe, purses her lips.

Enough has been said…

It is obvious that picking your kids up from school is the latest fashion trend.

However, sneakers, jeans, and a hoodie will not make the cut. This type of attire will force someone to  purse their lips and make a face!

It is that moment you smile to see your children  and  it’s the excitement on their faces which brightens up your day.

The Queen Bee can flit along  because really she just a small bug with a little sting in the grand scheme of  things!

Do you know a Queen Bee? How do you deal with them?

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I am the head clown in my family's circus act! Most days I can be seen with my noise stuck in a good book, spilling coffee down my shirt, and aimlessly wandering about wondering where did I put my glasses.

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34 replies

  1. I’m rather immune to such things, thank goodness. If I wasn’t I’d have been stung to death a long time ago.I sympathise, because judging others sucks, and no one wishes to be on the short end of scrutiny.

    Best way to deal is to dis-power them. If no one pays attention to their declaratory judgements, everyone benefits.

  2. Some days I’m more susceptible to the “look” or the barbed comment. I try to head her off by complimenting her on something– shocks the heck out of most queen bees. Enjoyed the post!

  3. Hahaha! I know several. (Some of the stage moms at figure skating class just blow. my. mind.) The older I get, though, the more immune I seem to become to their stings. Either that, or I’m just too busy/sleep deprived to notice ;)

  4. I’m too old to care, except when I do ;-) Actually, I never care what others think of my dress. I wear clothing to feel good about myself and to treat my body. Usually my body feels best in sandals (desert dweller), capris pants, and a nifty top showing off my newly reconstructed chest.

  5. Oh, I am surrounded by queen bees… Well, not always. I live in a very laid back town, which I like. But, a few towns over, where Marc’s brother lives, it is Queen Bee heaven. When ever we go out with them, the bees are all buzzing around. My SIL is a bee too. it is hard at first, but I really don’t care if I am not “buzzy” enough…After all, I don’t know these ladies (except for her) other than maybe “hello” so their acceptance doesnt mean anything to me…. I don’t let them bother me. My other SIL however, always lets it get to her, which is sad… many times she backs out of dinner. Does this comment make any sense?

    1. Too many bees buzzing around sounds very familiar to me :) It’s tough when the SIL is a Bee too! But you just take it all with a grain of salt in the grand scheme of things they are just little fish in a really big pond. It’s a shame it gets your other SIL down. I just don’t let it get to me – it’s just an obnoxious bzzzzz sound swirling around my ear. It’s nothing a good fly swat won’t fix!

  6. Oh, how i loathe our local queen bee (caps intentionally left off, as a pissy insult to her perceived status, of course) and her ilk. So much so, that i try to avoid every instance in which we are required to attend school functions. When asked by C as to whythis is, i can only reply that i had thought that when we graduated from high school, high school was in fact, over. It would appear however, that many more never desired to leave, and as a result, never did.

    Not that it overly bothers me or anything….

  7. I don’t know one now, but I saw them trying to get my mom down when I was growing up. Most of the time she other didn’t let it work or didn’t show it, but I do recall barely restraining myself–even from a young age–from sharing my thoughts on how superfluous they really were.

    It’s just now occurring to me I may get my chance as a mom! :D

    1. You got to just enjoy life and have fun! True friendships are the ones that are worth the effort. It’s the fakeness and judgement which is completely over-rated and boring.It is fun to watch these bees in their nest – you never what they might do ;) I’m just glad I’m not part of the bzzzing nest! Imagine how tough and awful it must be….

  8. I know I’ll get this when my son gets to be old enough to go to school. He’s 20 months now, and I had him when I was 19. I already get enough confused and judgmental stares for my age, alone (I barely wear makeup and I’m really small…people usually assume I’m about 17). I don’t want to be judged on my jeans next!

    1. I bet all of the Queen Bees will be very jealous of your youthful beauty. I suggest when you walk into that school – hold your head up high and smile. Enjoy who you are, your time with your son, and thumb your nose at anyone who judges you. Don’t worry about your jeans – I bet you will rock in them ;)

  9. My children attend 3 different schools and there are a few beehives in all of them. I don’t think there is just one queen as most that hang out at the beehive look like they assume they are the one. I simply walk right past them with a big smile. They always look puzzled. I don’t try to fit in. I’m not interested at all and they seem puzzled by it. I don’t have time for that sort of crap. I go to the school for my kids. These women spend all day there.

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