Thursday, August 26, 2010

Can Never Be Too Careful

Originally written in May, 26 2010 but never posted.  After reading this, I thought maybe I was being too harsh.  In light of a missing boy (also from a small town) I don't think we can ever be too careful with our children. 

The morning was looking great.... and then I went to work.  I hadn't even made it in the office when a parent stopped me in the hallway.  She asked if it was OK for her child to sit outside the office after school until she was able to pick him up a half hour later.

I explained that there isn't supervision at that time and it really wouldn't be a good idea.  She nodded her head as if in agreement but only really wanted to hear me say, "Yes". 

This shit just burns my ass!  Come on people!  I know you have to work.  I know it's important to you.  Now do YOU know you have to work?  Do YOU care about your child's safety?

Best outcome:  The kid remains seated in the hallway keeping himself busy but still practicing good school behavior.  Mom comes to pick him up.  All is well.  Everyone is safe and happy.

What could happen:  ANYTHING!  Kid runs the hallways, gets carried into the bathroom (we've heard stories), runs across the road, gets hit by a car, breaks a leg, gets kidnapped, gets bullied, blah, blah, blah, WHATEVER.  Bad Shit Happens! .... Fox News at 10:00.

I love how this bitchy mom turns the tables on ME.  Making like "oh, I'm so sorry to be such an inconvenience to you" and the whole - feel sorry for me because I'm a working mom and I just don't know what I'm going to do about Little Johnny after school...even though I've known my schedule for days.

I'm just so sick of people wanting everyone else to fix their lack of planning.  Make it work, People.  Get your shit together.  These are the people who worry about nothing because they know someone else will pick up the slack.  Someone will give Little Johnny a snack, pay for his lunch, give him yet another day to bring in that overdue paper, pay for his field trip, give him a ride to practice or the game.

For all you do to be helpful and kind, these are the first people to bitch about you when they don't get their way. 

I guess I care more about this kid's safety and well being then his mother does.  And don't give me that, "I'm a working mom" shit.  I'm a working mom too.  My kids were in good care.  They have their homework complete, notes signed, forms filled... whatever.  If something slips through the cracks I don't expect anyone to fix my problems.

I locked my keys in the car and made it work.  The day went on as normal and no one else was effected by my situation.

It's OK to ask for help, but fucking A, at least try to help yourself out first once in awhile.

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