Warning: coarse language & adult content/not suitable for younger audiences.

There is a particular co worker that I despise. This co worker has an ego the size of Saskatchewan, but his talent is barely as big as Cape Breton. He is also under the impression that he is a ladies man and often ogles the girls at work.
Needless to say he is an ass.

I have a very hard time holding my tongue, as anyone who knows me in real life can attest to. If I don’t like you I can hardly contain myself and will often say things with out thinking… things that aren’t very nice.

For the purposes of this post I will call this co worker “Pig Vomit” because he looks like a pig and makes me want to vomit.
So far this past month I have -

Called “Pig Vomit” a jackass…

Twice.

Told “Pig Vomit” to fuck off…

More times than I can count.

Said that I would be more likely to get the girl than he would…

To which the girl agreed with me! Ha.

Told him his penis was small…

I’m not sure he heard me say that, does it still count?

Called him an idiot…

Almost daily.

Told him I wouldn’t taste the food he made because it was disgusting…

And it is. Really gross.

Called him a fuck-face…

and told him I didn’t like him.

Whew, that feels better. Now, truth be told, most of that actually happened in the past 2 weeks, and 3 of them happened yesterday.

Now don’t go away thinking “Pig Vomit” is the innocent victim here, he gives as good as he gets. Well he isn’t as clever as me, really fuck-face was brilliant, no? He actually spends most of his time saying fuck and talking about how great he is. He is quite nice to your face, then he talks about you behind your back. Isn’t that special. He also can’t take as good as he gives. He gets quite upset if you talk back to him which brings us to why he doesn’t like me.

Oh the joys of work.

Where have all the good people gone?

I have been trying to get The Boy in to a Daycare since last year. It was really tough, they are booked solid everywhere, and we are on a 2 year waiting list for our top pick! Ack. However I had a babysitter who was willing to work until I found a Daycare. Yay.

At the beginning of the summer, when I went back to work, I told her that I would need her 3 days a week and would only use her until I could get The Boy into a Daycare. She said she was fine with this arrangement.

Fast forward a few weeks, I find a Daycare. It is a home Daycare, but has all the elements I was looking for – more kids for The Boy to interact with, more structure and disipline, lots of outdoor play, (This Daycare has a fenced in park!) and a woman who The Boy absolutely adores. When we went to meet her The Boy didn’t want to leave! He cried. I mean how great is this that he WANTS to go to the Daycare!? I’ll tell you, its awesome.

So this Daycare doesn’t do weekends. Bummer. My Babysitter does. Yay.

So I have my schedule all set up.
Monday – The Boy is with Me every other Monday and in Daycare the rest.
Tuesday – The Boy is with The Hubband.
Wednesday – The Hubband.
Thursday – Daycare.
Friday – Me.
Saturday – Babysitter.
Sunday – Me every other Sunday and the babysitter the rest.

Well, the first week this takes effect I call the babysitter on Friday night to make sure she remembers we are still on for Saturday. This is the moment when she decides to tell me she will no longer be working for me.
Her reasons…
- I had guaranteed her 4 – 5 days a week work and she turned down another full time gig because of me. – I’m sorry, no. I never guaranteed her anything, and it’s her own fault she didn’t tell me about this other gig cause she should have taken it!
- This Daycare is just a home worker like her. – So that makes it not valid somehow?
- I am just using her for weekends because the Daycare won’t do them. – DUH! You’re a babysitter, it’s your job!
- If she works only weekends she won’t be able to do stuff with her own kids. - Ok, so before you were babysitting The Boy on Thursday, Saturday and Sunday with no complaints, suddenly now it makes a difference?

So can someone explain to me why she would quit when all the reasons she gave were bogus? I mean if you don’t like me, or just don’t want to babysit, say so. Don’t make up excuses.
And on top of all this I still owed her for a day so I sent her a thank you card. A thank you card!? Am I retarded?

Well Thanks for nothing, cause now I am royally fucked on weekends.

Some peoples children.

The Boy and I went for a walk today. We ended up at the park where there were 2 women with 3 kids between them. The Boy loves seeing other kids, poor thing has no friends. I only have 2 friends with children and we don’t see them very often so The Boy tends to lose out on the friends front.
As soon as he sees the other kids he starts running and wants to do what they are doing. They are swinging so The boy wants to swing. They go on the playset, The Boy goes on the play set.

Now, The Boy is being a delightful child with these kids. He puts his arm around one of the boys and talks to him and tells them his name, and keeps telling me that “The kids are gonna slide with me”. I am so happy that he is having fun.

Then the kids are ignoring The Boy and then one of them tells him to go away. To which my son says “No, I can’t go away” and keeps trying to get them to play with him. Then another boy shows up and he starts playing. The kid who told my son to go away starts talking about him to the other boy, saying “we Don’t like him. We don’t like him, do we?”

What kind of people are these? It was just so arbitrary and mean. My son is all about making friends and playing with anyone who will. He never gets discouraged, he would have kept on playing in and around those other kids with out batting an eye. I however am not so forgiving. We left soon after, I don’t want my child playing with kids like that.

Its so frustrating, why do kids have to be so mean?