I thought I would share this cautionary tale.
My sister-in-law holds a Ph.D. from a prominent Boston area university. She is a high achieving woman, on top of being the best mother I’ve ever seen. She is extremely kind and down to earth.
She and her husband both coached their children’s rec league sports teams back when they were small. One year her huband coached a town rec league soccer team. There was a surplus of players that year so the players were grouped randomly onto two teams, unfortunately labelled the A Team and the B Team.
One day my sister-in-law was at home when she fielded a call from a woman incensed that her son was on the B Team, insisting he be placed on the A Team. SIL attempted to explain the placement did not reflect ability at all, but was totally random. The mother would not be assuaged. She kept my SIL on the phone, haranguing and haranguing her for half an hour, until my SIL had to just hang up to be able to go about her day. My SIL felt sincerely guilty about this.
Why am I telling you this. Because on top of holding a Ph.D from a prestigious university, she holds a bachelors degree from an equally prestigious NESCAC school. One with a very low admit rate. And for which she served as an alumni interviewer on behalf of its admissions office.
Shortly after the episode with the soccer-mom-from-hell, my SIL was asked by her college to interview a local candidate for admission. In an incredible coincidence, the candidate was the older child of the soccer mom. Knowing that if she interviewed the student and he was denied admission, she would never hear the end of it, probably for the rest of her life, my SIL told the admissions office they would need to find someone else to interview the candidate. She later found out he was rejected.
Just think, if the soccer mom hadn’t been so rude and unhinged, she may have gotten to know my SIL through that soccer team, and my SIL may have agreed to interview her son, and he may have gotten in. Let this tale be a reminder to us all to live by the golden rule. You never know how your rudeness can come back to bite you.