I remember my high school graduation.  It featured me wearing a white dress under a white cap and gown and a corsage the size of Texas on my wrist.  Although I don't have a copy of the grainy graduation video, I have a photo of me walking down the steps from the stage and I vaguely remember stopping to take a photo via the school's photographer.  OH... wait... I have my diploma.  I saw it the other day.

So High school is over for me.

When will it be over for many of the women business owners out there. Moms to my surprise who refuse to stop the catty behavior.  Yes, I know I wrote about it in Mommy Land but I really didn't think the cattiness would pick up speed and then confront me pretty much every day this week.

While I can't get into details because I promised friends and family to never name names on this blog, it's so horrifying to see first hand what some moms will stoop to for a dollar, a maternity tee shirt, a free toy for their child, a placement in a magazine or anything which will "hurt" their competition.

And while we will are on that topic of competition... unless you are prepared for the response don't ever go up to someone and introduce yourself as their competition.  Not only are you opening up the door to quite an earful which you deserve.... chances are you probably aren't even that person's competition or you have just created an uncomfortable vibe now.

When I started out in this industry I left an incredibly competitive one and while I never expected to be friends with everyone and bake cookies every Wednesday night, I did think there would be some sort of understanding that the Wild Wild West would not be the encouraged way to do business into this industry.  

But it is... and every day I hear about publicists not doing a thing for several thousand dollar monthly retainer fees, business owners who take all the free publicity they can get but once they have an placement opportunity they don't share it with the person who previously helped them in all of their publicity opps, a band of liars, and a network of very unoriginal theives -- copycats of content and ideas.