AITA for """throwing""" (DROPPING) a chair within proximity of one of my students?
Let's just say, I'm not happy...
I (47F) run a VERY successful dance company in Pittsburgh. If I said the name, you would probably recognise it in a heartbeat given the success rate it has. I've sent trained professionals to Broadway, won national competitions, and I am still in contact with many of my pupils to this very day. Including one certain mother...
For the sake of anonymity, I will be referring to her as 'K' (41F) and her daughter as 'P' (12F).
Now, for this week's competition, I gave P a solo that involved a chair. The chair had to be all black and have rubber stoppers on the legs for the sake of safety purposes. Unfortunately, that responsibility was in K's hands. If that woman had half as much passion for her daughters' dance careers as she did for her booze, her girls would be flourishing. But I digress...
On the day of P's solo rehearsal, she came into the studio with her chair, and the moment I touched it, I had black magic marker on my hands. That's when I knew that instead of taking it home, K left the chair in the studio. Dingbat! Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, the rubber stoppers were nowhere to be seen. I could see K mouth at me that she'd "have them for competition." I didn't need them done on the day of the competition, I needed them done on the day of rehearsal so we could run the solo properly. This is important, K. Do something!
I've always been a very rational-minded person, especially when it comes to conflict. I handle situations such as these excellently. So naturally, when I felt the chair's marker staining my hands, I knew it was going to slip. So I did what anyone of sound mind would do: I simply dropped the chair. People swear up and down that I threw it at P. Now, it could have grazed her. It could have bounced into her - but it didn't, did it?
When I looked up, I saw that K was displaying her middle finger and dropped an f-bomb at me. Why she does these things, I will never understand. It's like she's militant on yumiliating her kids! I asked P if that language embarrassed her, as that's the kind of language a truck driver uses. P didn't really answer me. She just nervously backed away. I don't think it's because she was scared of me, though. She probably just didn't want to get marker stains on her feet. Anyway, I sent P out of the room. She might have been crying when she left, but she's got to save those tears for the pillow. It was K's fault she was upset anyway.
I was going to run the next solo, but before I knew what was happening, K burst into the studio, raving at me like a lunatic! She yelled that neither of her daughters would be doing a solo or the group dance. I decided to be the bigger person in this situation and reassure that this was fine. But then, she decides to say, "Good luck paying your bills without my tuition!" Now, I'm doing fine financially, considering the amount of Australian dollars I've embezzled, but what if I was in a bad place financially? K's payment could very well save me from going homeless, and she would sadistically revel in that!
K then went on yell that she was in the studio all day making cawsh-tewms for me. Newsflash, K! So were the other mothers! She said this all happened whilst I was 'down the road eating'. Let it be known that I do not dine in McDonald's, I use the drive-thru. I never even got the chance to defend myself on this matter, as K, spreading her arms like a preying vulture, screamed at me, "STOP EATING! THAT'S WHY YOU'RE FAT!!!" And she left whilst I sat there in disbelief.
K was a mean girl before, and she's still a mean girl!
So, tell me, r/dancemoms, Am I The Asshole?