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At work, some dipshit tried to tell me that my babysitting side job was personal and I shouldn’t even do it.
Mother fucker, let me tell you—that fucking job once a week keeps me more sane than working that fucking minimum wage paying shithole ever could. Are you seriously going to try and tell me how to fucking live my life, tellingmewhat’s personal and what isn’t? Please, do not flatter yourself by thinking that the job you give me means something to me. It means a meal plan and getting paid. But this babysitting gig?
Look, I’ve met a lot of people in my life: a hell of a lot of people from all walks of life. But the people I baby sit for? They’re some of my favorites. I learn more from them just by sitting with them at dinner, listening to them have family conversations, than I ever could sitting at a fucking table with my managers. The family I baby sit for? They’re fucking badasses. And they’re just genuine people, too.
The husband and wife don’t take shit from anybody. They’re just really rad, down to earth people. Sometimes, I don’t even have to ask for life advice, but they give it to me. D___ is the most interesting adult male I see on a regular basis. L___ is just fucking outstanding. You have no idea how privileged I am to know them, let alone how fucking privileged I am to baby sit their kid and be invited into their home regularly.
I’m so pissed that this dude at work just thinks he can tell me what’s personal and what isn’t in my life. Like he actually thought that he was giving me good life advice by suggesting that I ditch this babysitting gig. I mean, honestly, sure, telling people that I babysit my friend’s nephew is kind of vague, but I’m baby sitting my friend’s nephew. Sure, that’s personal, but it’s got to rank high in my life if I’m gonna put the time in to do it.
I love that family. They don’t know it, but they have taught me so much in life just by being around them. I pay attention when I’m with them. I listen to every word they say. When I ask them questions and they answer? I really take that to heart.
I don’t know why I’m so mad about this. It just really pisses me off when people pretend to have life experience when they’re really just dipshits. Don’t assume you know the importance of anything in somebody’s life. What seems meaningless too you could mean the world to them.
Honestly, I just couldn’t fucking believe that this guy thought it was perfect valid for him to just tell me to quit that job. Fuck you, dude. It’s not even a job for me—I’d do that shit for free.
