BOSSY-ASS BITCHES

Hello ladies and gents. It’s been a while, but I’ve decided that since I’ve stopped going to therapy, it’s probably best that I start updating the blog once again. I figure that I should just right in, rip off the band –aid, whatever you want to say.

Today we’re going to be talking about that bossy-ass bitch at my job.

In the past month, I have started a New Job at a New Daycare. Let’s say that I had one day of “training” before I was thrown into the busiest week that we have all year. I’m not complaining about this, because you know what? It’s the best way to learn a new system. I was trained well in a relatively short amount of time.

Now, about two and a half weeks after I started, a new girl started. I hadn’t had the pleasure of working with her until about a week ago, and boy, was she a charmer.

Actually, she wasn’t. She was a bossy-ass bitch. I mean, fuck, was she bossy. It started during check-in, and didn’t stop until I left the facility in the afternoon. This bitch was telling me what to do, telling me that “So-And-So likes it like this in her room.” Oh , I’m sorry. I’m too busy doing everything to really handle doing such-and-such that So-And-So likes done. Bitch, please. I know how So-And-So likes things done in her room, you don’t need to be telling me. If you would like to have it done immediately, then you can do it now. Do I look like I’m taking my sweet-ass time? No, I’m not. I’m trying to check three children into the room while you have your thumb up your ass.

It’s not like I don’t like to be told how to do things when I’m doing them wrong. But there’s no way that I’m checking three children into the room, labeling them, labeling their food, their diapers, their clothes, and you’re going to be telling me how it’s done. Can you not see it in action? I’m doing it now. Am I not checking all three in fast enough? Well then get up off your ass, and label some shit. I know you want me to start “transitioning the child” because Mommy’s about the leave, but you know what? This shit needs to be labeled now, and it needs to be labeled properly because if it’s not and it isn’t, we get in big, big trouble. I’ll leave the transitioning to you, thanks.

Additionally, it’s always nice for people to correct you in a kindly manner. This is how we learn. If I’m doing something wrong, by all means, let me know. However, what’s not ok is to condescend to someone that you’ve just met. For five hours. Hello, yes, I’m sorry, I know you’re fresh out of high school, so I’ll give you this little news flash: you are not the center of the world, and you don’t know it all.

Thanks,
B