I Am Absolutely Disgusted
I am serving as the local PTA Treasurer for the current school year. Upon taking over the books, I quickly discovered that things were not always done appropriately. I looked at some information provided on the national PTA's web site and used that along with input from the Executive Board (Principal, PTA Officers, and Chairpersons) to try to come up with suggestions for Treasury procedures.
Talk about resistance to change - whew!
Long story short, our PTA seems to be controlled by a HorridUberGossiper (the FundRaising Chairperson) who literally hates me. The speed of darkness travels faster than the speed of light so....She has a few of the more vocal members convinced that I am not doing my job, despite the fact that - unlike the previous Treasurer (her friend!) - I have been present at each and every meeting and provided a very nicely formatted Treasury report with my contact info @ the bottom) to each and every attendee. (This has not been the level of diligence they are used to for sure.) I also undertook the long and semi complicated process of getting us our Tax Exempt Certificate for shopping tax free, and I am keeping the group up to speed on the new IRS filing requirements that are coming soon.
Incidences more attributable to lack of communication and poor group dynamics are squarely blamed on me amongst members of "the clique". One example is this: Another PTA Officer sent me a rther lengthy email with a few action items for me in it. The very last line was "Oh by the way, can you bring the check book to Event ABC for an on the spot payment to a vendor." Well, I missed that last statement and showed up to the event without the checkbook. I was there the entire time though. The President came up to me and asked me if I happened to have the checkbook. I stated "Of course not-LOL-That thing has 100 + blank checks in it and we are in a gymnasium with at least 150 people." I did not put two and two together.... I sat at a table alone, watching my son participate in the games & activities, eating pizza, and drinking juice unaware of what was happening at another table: Rather than coming over and saying "Hey-can you run back home and get a blank check? We need to pay ABC right now..." (My house is so close to school - my back yard overlooks the playground.) The President had apparently reported my response to her nondescript question and the HorridUberGossiper and Minions sat around talking about how much I suck and getting more and more mad that "someone" had to "pull money out of their pocket" to pay the vendor. (This person was reimbursed with cash during the event though...)