So I applied for this nanny Job during the nanny interview this lady asked me my rates and I told her $19/hr (minimum in our state is $15) and she told me “I was thinking closer to $10” and I said “I’m sorry, that just doesn’t work for me.”
TELL ME WHY THIS WOMAN DEADASS SAYS “Well this job isn’t supposed to pay your bills” ?!?!
MAAM YOU WANT ME 40 HOURS A WEEK!!! THIS JOB BETTER PAY MY BILLS
Also one really important thing I want to note is that this mother also expected cleaning when the babies napped. Not just cleaning up the kiddos stuff. Whole house. Including the parents rooms. She expected mopping. Daily.
My sister and her fiancé have been planning their wedding for a year, and she kept complaining about how expensive the caterer was.
Since I love cooking, I offered to do the food for all guests for free as my wedding gift to them but I did it with help from my friends.
I spent three straight days cooking, prepping, and setting up a massive buffet that looked like it cost thousands of dollars.
I was out DoorDashing tonight, stressed out like everybody else trying to survive this adulting thing. 😭
When I say I’ve been on my last dime all week, I mean it. Gas is $3.86, my bank account is looking offended every time I swipe my card, and half the time I barely remember to eat because I’m too busy trying to make it all work.
So I get an order and see a message: “Can you call me?”
Y’all… I HATE seeing those words while shopping.
When I was 18, I was sexually assaulted by a guy I was seeing, that later became my boyfriend. When I asked if he meant to hurt me, he shrugged and went silient…I remember laying with my back to him, siliently crying the rest of the night..As he layed in silience too.
I stayed in that dress until the morning- Couldn’t move, couldn’t speak .When I woke up, he was still sleeping and I quietly krept to the bathroom. I was in so much pain, that I limped all the way there. As I sat- down to go, I saw the dried blood, staring at it.
Breaking down, wondering how I had allowed someone to do that to me….Sometime after we broke up, the memory later came back. I was showed growing up, love meant staying through the bad- even if it was toxic.
I confronted him about it and he told me I had to get over it and that he was “sorry”…that night when I asked if he meant to hurt me, I knew he had. I was in so much shock..it was like I needed confirmation of what had took place
My grandmother stopped speaking to her eldest son for three months because of a funeral.
And the crazy part is that nobody had actually died.
It started on a Tuesday afternoon when a relative called my grandmother, heard that she was home and asked why she wasn't at the funeral.
My grandmother was confused.
"What funeral?"
The relative was confused too.
Apparently, people had been calling and sending condolences.
Someone in the family was supposedly dead.
The problem was that nobody could agree on who...
Took my 11-year-old daughter to a checkup today.
The nurse asked me to step out of the room.
I politely said no.
She said, "It's only for a moment."
I replied:
"My husband and I don't leave our children alone with anyone, including medical providers. Anything you need to say can be said with me here."
She looked annoyed and left.
The part that stuck with me?
As soon as she walked out, my daughter thanked me for staying.
Her eyes got huge the moment the nurse asked me to leave.
Maybe I'm overprotective.
But I'd rather be present and unnecessary than absent and regret it.
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You're 27, you go dey live with man and you dey wake up by 9am.
That's why many of them are running away from cohabition.
Lazy, always on tik tok.
And you say that you want to become a wife and mother.
My young teenage daughter wakes up by 5am, including weekends.
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@mrkingsley1987 People have different purposes in life.
For me, it's freedom.
Freedom of mind. Freedom of choice. Freedom from fear and limitation. To live above anything that keeps the mind captive.
I’ve had a shite day. Husband said he was taking the boys up Snowdon. I decided to go as well.
11yo daughter doesn’t fare well on long walks, she always ends up having a tantrum and refusing to walk any further, so I offered to take her to grandparents. No, she wanted to stay home alone.
Well, that wasn’t happening, so her choices were grandparents or Snowdon. She chose to come with us. I repeat, she didn’t have to come, she chose to…
I went on my first date since my divorce this week.... and boy oh boy.
My first mistake was meeting him on dating site (why cant I bring myself to properly delete it?)
We match on Tuesday and he asks me if I am free on Wednesday . Single dad. Business owner. Speaks multiple languages. Traveled. I say yes.
We meet for coffee on Wednesday . He drives an HOUR for coffee with me. He doesnt drink caffeine so he orders a juice. I pay for my own coffee because I dont want to deal with that conversation.
We talk easily- work, kids, business owners, travel. He asks if we can go for a walk. We do. We hold hands. He kisses me when we get back from the walk and I think thats a bit bold but whatever, I like it.
Before I even start the car there is a text from him asking to see me again. We decide on hiking the next day, and I clarify that I need to take things a little slower and he agrees.
The hike is incredible. We talk about our families, what we want for our future, what our favourite
It has been a day... im quietly biding my time until he leaves on his "friends trip" over the weekend.
I will completely upend his life while gone. In the kindest way possible. No goodbye.
Just all my things gone. I will leave with my dignity and my peace.
And im sure everyone will question what happened... im sure he'll tell them its bc of this trip.
But its...
Last weekend I was having dinner at a restaurant when a couple got seated a few tables away from me. Everything about them screamed first date.
She looked like she’d come straight from work, professional, polished, and confident. He seemed very sure of himself and spent most of the evening talking while she listened.
After the server took their food order, the mood changed almost instantly.
The woman suddenly sat upright and said, loud enough for nearby tables to hear, “Excuse me, what did you just say?”
The guy started explaining himself, but that only seemed to make things worse.
She grabbed her purse and stood up.
Then she said, “Did you seriously just ask what I bring to the table?”
At that point, everyone was pretending not to listen.
She went on to explain that she owned her own home, had a successful career, and wasn’t interested…….