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I'm a mother who works outside the home. I take my job seriously. But my kids come first. No exceptions. If they are sick or need me to miss work. I will do it. I don't make excuses for it. Your family should come first. I don't care what my single non-mom coworkers think. Wait til they have kids of their own. They will see where their priorities lie. And if they put their job before their kids - they are just wrong!
Let see what the excuse will be today: 1. Child one was sick; 2. Child two was sick; 3. Child one got into trouble at school; 4. Child two got into trouble at school; 5. Mother was sick; 6. Father was sick; 7. Brother did something stupid; 8. Sister did something stupid; 9. Ex-husband was sick; 10 Ex-husband did something stupid.
You know what just hold up a number and I will fill in the excuse!
I'm 23 and I quit my job last month. I was unhappy and the pay was terrible. I currently live with my parents and my mother is cruel. I know my situation is less than ideal but I am looking for a job. And she can't seem to understand that. I'm not asking for a lot just not so much making me feel like shit in your own sneaky way. I'm broke and I just want to hurt myself.
I work in a doctor's office. We have a patient coming in later this week that I absolutely cannot stand. The patient and her mother are loud and obnoxious, they run in and out of the lobby, yelling on their cell phones both in the lobby and outside, they yell at people driving by the office, then give me nasty looks when I close the reception window so I can make phone calls to verify benefits or confirm patient appointments. I so hope she cancels her appointment.
I am so fucking sick and tired of hearing about his fucking wife. We ALL get it, okay? She's SO smart, she's SO perfect, she's got THIS certification, she's got THAT certification, her job is SO important and she's a PERFECT mother! STFU!!!!!!!!!!! Fuck! Fire me, SHOOT me at this point, but I can't take it any more!
years ago, I had a horrible boss who made my life miserable. my mother found out he had died. when she told me I laughed. my mother told me I was going to hell for laughing, which made me laugh even harder.
I am hiring manager, and I can't tell you how much I love Facebook. My assitant goes thru Facebook profiles of applicants,out of 100, we eliminate about half of them for entry level positions because of what we see. Then, out of that same 100, we elimiate another 5 or 10 because their mother called us. Yes, we take a red pen and write "Facebook" and brief description of the issue, or "Mom called" across your resume, and file it.We will reconsider you after one year if you apply again.
I've been here less than a full year and I already hate my job. I hate feeling overwhelmed with no help or training. I hate feeling inadequate. I hate angry emails asking for help that I cannot give. I hate being the only one in this office while another office has 4 people. I hate Mondays. I hate Sundays because I'm in the office trying to figure things out that make no sense. I hate feeling burned out. I should've gone to pharmacy school like my mother told me. At least the damn money would have been worth it and I could afford a vacation.

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