No one should ever have to clean up anybody else's poop besides their own and their child's. Especially while pregnant.
Today I cleaned up poop. Not mine, obviously not yet Brooklyns. No not even the boys I nanny for. One of their friends. And when I say I cleaned up poop it was not a tiny bit of poop, it was like a poop bomb blew up.
I need a shower.STAT. I need a raise, or a bonus, or a giftcard. Most importantly I need a shot of tequilla. Which I cannot have.
Why me? WHY!?!
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