I've been having a hard time coming to terms with just how ridiculously stupid some people can be. It's amazing...it really is... and the sad part is that many of these people have children.
Take for example some of the people who come through looking for childcare. Just today, someone came through interested in care for their 10 month old child. I told her that we didn't have any spaces and probably wouldn't be until late June when most of our children leave for the summer.... She seemed to accept that answer. She then went on this long speech about how she is so unhappy with her current daycare provider and has been since January. She claims that they give him food he's allergic to and on and on and on.... she even said that she thinks that there could be some abuse, but wasn't exactly sure on how to address it with the provider... ARE YOU SERIOUS???
First of all, let me tell you this. If my child's teacher/provider knew my child was allergic to something and still gave her the food I would be livid... actually someone would probably be slapped, especially if they became ill. If I thought someone was abusing my child, chances are I would be getting bailed out . only to then Bail Kyle out of jail... And to think that she's been unhappy since January!!! ARE YOU SERIOUS???
So I give her the tour, talk to her about our program, explain her policies, and she's staring at me... Looking at me with that do-do face you know the one when your kid is standing on his/her tippy toes trying to push out a big one... yeah that look...
So I ask her if every thing's okay... and she just looks at me Like I've been speaking Cantonese the entire time... She then asks if she could have the phone numbers of ALL of my parents so that she can call for reference... When I tell her that I don't give out any of my parent's information she gave me another doo-doo face. I tell her that her best reference would probably be the state, since I consider many of the parents here to be friends and she would probably want an unbiased recommendation. So I give her the number to OCD and give her my full name so she can call.
Here we go...another doo doo face... She's apparently not happy with that answer, returns her handbook and all forms back to me, and tells me that she doesn't think that I'm the place for her kid...
I think to myself for a moment and I'm relived that I dodged that bullet... I don't think I could properly care for a kid that they're parents didn't properly care for. I mean who leaves their child somewhere for 6 months when they suspect abuse of all things... ARE YOU SERIOUS?? WAS I JUST PUNK'D??
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