Not a Groupie

Recently, my friends have been joining mommy groups.  Groups where moms and their kids get together for weekly outings and activities.  (How is that different from the play dates and activities I already have with my son and friends?  I don’t know…but I’m guessing that it just is.)  I don’t belong to a mommy group.  Maybe I needed to.  I, too, want to swap recipes, host Tupperware parties and join multi-tiered marketing schemes. I began to feel left out.  Something had to be done.

So, I did what any good mother would do, and researched the best of mommy groups out there on the internet, of course.

And there it was: www.meetup.com.

Meetup.com is a group heaven.  There are hundreds of groups to choose from anywhere in the country, and not just for mommies.  I was overwhelmed.  How do you choose the perfect one?  Then, I found one in my area.  “Star Trek and Space Exploration Group,” but thought that maybe I was getting off topic a little bit.  (How fun would it be to explore space, though?  Do they teleport themselves?)  So, I continued my search and found one that seemed to fit a little better.  I signed up for “San Fernando Valley Moms.”  (Because I just knew that we already were going to have a lot in common.  We were from the same geographic region, how could we not?)

I couldn’t wait to join.  I began imagining hosting Tupperware parties, buying scrapbooking supplies and earning my Gold Star sales executive pin in my new marketing group.  I couldn’t wait…but I had to. 

I filled out the questionnaire and clicked “join.”  A message appeared instantly: “awaiting reply from leader.”  So, I waited and waited and waited.  No reply. 

I double checked that my application was complete.  Yup.  Three pages all about me, my hobbies, my likes, my dislikes, my background, my opinions, my ideas, my life story and what I ate this morning for breakfast (I thought the last one was a little much, but answered it anyway -Lucky Charms.)

I couldn’t wait to hear from the leader.  I couldn’t wait to be led.
Two days later, it came…the email I had been waiting for. 

It read:

Your request to join The San Fernando Valley Moms Meetup Group
was declined.

The person who declined your request said:

Feel free to post your pic and re-
apply. 

A second chance?  Gold Star Executive of the month?  I decided to pass.  I’m actually glad I got rejected.  I know…that’s what everyone says when they get rejected.  But I REALLY mean it.  I’m just not cut out to fit into a certain group, and besides, I have way too many plastic storage containers already.