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Rawr! Don't Cheat Me!
Especially when you set the Fucking price.
I got cheated in babysitting today. I babysat for three days, taking care of a disabled 16 with the abilities of a young toddler for 40.00's a day. She set the price herself and I confirmed it after the first day of babysitting when she got home as she hadn't been there in the morning and I had interacted with her eldest/only daughter. I got some money today and I was told it was 80.00. I was confused and confirmed that I worked three days which the girl confirmed. I was told that was all her mom said she owned me.
I got her to text her mom and after no response, I had to do my flyer route (And after bashing my knee 
Someone should stop booby trapping my home). Finished, got some lovely food and went to her house.
I was calm and polite, thinking maybe... MAYBE it was a simple mistake. We are only human and it does happen. She was shocked when she opened the door as I smiled sweetly and asked about the 40.00's that was missing. She then tried this gem
SC: Didn't You (Remember this, its important) say 20.00's a day?
Me: -Insert sweeter smile to prevent mauling- Nope, but remember? You were the one who set the price of 40.00's a day, on the phone.
SC: -Cat butt face- (First Time seeing it
) Oh... Well I don't have the money -Insert BS escuse here-
Me: Oh, Well when are you getting paid again? So I can get the money then?
SC: -permanent Cat Butt Face- I get paid in two weeks
Me: -feeling I won't get a straight answer- Okay, I'll come at the end of the month, you'll have it right?
SC: -Cat Butt Face/Ate a crate of lemons face as she just nods-
Me: -Says Farewell and goes home to eat food-
I mean really if your going to pull that shit of 'Did you say' don't set the price yourself
Now I have to stalk the twit to make sure I get my remaining 40.00's at the end of the month 
-Update-
~Warning Language ahead~
She hadn't gone to the bank yet today so I won't be getting my money until tomorrow. She went on to say that I didn't do his verbal or physical exercises, both of which I was not informed about when I asked her on the phone what all I would need to do. She also whined that I didn't force her other two kids who I ended up watching as well were not forced to go to the park that I let them be in the house where I could actually keep an eye on them.
I then had the delight in informing her that most people would at least charge double what I was getting for taking care of a handicap child alone as well as the fact that I was taking care of her other kids as well even though the handicap child was my priority. I also told her that she did not inform me about the exercises or I would have done them with him. I am not Psychic and also had informed her that I did not have major experience with taking care of handicap children outside of a volunteer thing where I would do art with them (Which was fun). I never claimed to have years of experience with handicap children, I just have alot of experience with children without disabilities.
The reason I had the delight of informing her about how most people would charge extra for the handicap child along was because she tried to tell me she didn't think I had done anything for the last 40.
That fucking pissed me the hell off! I took care of your three fucking for three fucking days! For Forty Fucking Dollars a Day!! The Younger two were easy to deal with yes but I still mother fucking watched them! None of them starved, and I didn't ignore them for hours on end! I cook for them, I made sure they were entertained, I made sure neither of them killed each other! For The Handicap child I fucking Feed him(Cooking and feeding)! I fucking changed his diapers and cleaned him when he pooped! I made sure he wasn't where he could fall down the fucking stairs and I MADE SURE HE DID NOT FUCKING EAT ANY OF THE PLASTIC BAGS THAT WERE IN HER HOME THAT COULD HAVE KILLED HIM!! 
She better give me my money because this is just bullshit
-And Now the Conclusion-
So I went to pick up the rest of my money. She took her sweet time coming to the door, me being a bit impatient as I needed to go and get my flyer route done and I didn't' what to be fucked around by her anymore. I rang and knocked on the door several times in a ten minute time frame, listening as if I would have heard a 'Hold on a minute' I would have been quietly waiting. She opened the door and this delightful conversastion happened.
SB - Sucky Bitch
Me - Again (Thoughts that I thought)
SB- Really?
Me- ....
SB - I was in the bathroom
ME- I didn't hear you say hold on so I didn't know what was going on
SB - I mean, No One does that? (You mean I've been the only one you've tried to fuck over? lucky me... Oh you mean get impatient...
)
Me - *shrugs* I've seen it happen (My own sister to be exact, She's bitch slap patience if she got half the chance)
SB - It's Annoying
Me - Well so is not getting all the money your own
SB *crosses her arms to hold my money ransom apparently* Well so is not having someone take care of your kids properly
Me- *twitches a bit at that* I never claimed that I had alot of experiance taking care of disabled children.I did a one hour painting session where I worked for a bit
SB - You never said you couldn't lift him! (Sorry I forgot to ask my pocket fortune teller how that would go) And you didn't take him for walks! And you said you didn't want him falling down the stairs when he wouldn't have! (Have you seen that kid when he's got intent in his eyes?) And I didn't want my other two just sitting around playing video games all day.
Me- You did not tell me everything and I did not want to deal with the fear that he might go careening down the stairs as well as any guilt if he got hurt. And it was easier to watch the two of them when they were actually in the house plus I was not informed until after the first day that they'd be there.
SB - I did tell you that I needed someone to watch *insert all three boy's names here* (Lies!) Besides they're 9 and 11! They can go outside without needing a babysitter (Then Why were they thrown in at the last minute?)
Me- ...
SB- I hate to say this (Bullshit) but you do not deserve to be a babysitter.
Me- *feels anger and tears spike up* Whatever, just give me my money, I need to go and do my flyer route.
SB- *hands me the paper (The First Twenty) and drops the rest which is in change BTW in true SC fashion*
Me- *picks up the two quarters that fled her hands in the hopes of freedom from the twit and left*
She shorted me .50 cents but at that point I was just glad she gave me my damn money. My mom was positive that she dropped the change to make it look like 'Oops you missed some' but at this point I don't care. She can love up those two quarters (Or five dimes, ten nickles or fifty pennies) as much as she wants because it's not worth it.
I cried a bit at being told that I don't deserve to be a babysitter as I pride in the fact that I am good with kids and kids generally like me. Though it's funny because If I'm so horrible, why does her two youngest children want me to watch them again?
I got cheated in babysitting today. I babysat for three days, taking care of a disabled 16 with the abilities of a young toddler for 40.00's a day. She set the price herself and I confirmed it after the first day of babysitting when she got home as she hadn't been there in the morning and I had interacted with her eldest/only daughter. I got some money today and I was told it was 80.00. I was confused and confirmed that I worked three days which the girl confirmed. I was told that was all her mom said she owned me.
I got her to text her mom and after no response, I had to do my flyer route (And after bashing my knee Someone should stop booby trapping my home). Finished, got some lovely food and went to her house. I was calm and polite, thinking maybe... MAYBE it was a simple mistake. We are only human and it does happen. She was shocked when she opened the door as I smiled sweetly and asked about the 40.00's that was missing. She then tried this gem
SC: Didn't You (Remember this, its important) say 20.00's a day?
Me: -Insert sweeter smile to prevent mauling- Nope, but remember? You were the one who set the price of 40.00's a day, on the phone.
SC: -Cat butt face- (First Time seeing it
) Oh... Well I don't have the money -Insert BS escuse here-Me: Oh, Well when are you getting paid again? So I can get the money then?
SC: -permanent Cat Butt Face- I get paid in two weeks
Me: -feeling I won't get a straight answer- Okay, I'll come at the end of the month, you'll have it right?
SC: -Cat Butt Face/Ate a crate of lemons face as she just nods-
Me: -Says Farewell and goes home to eat food-
I mean really if your going to pull that shit of 'Did you say' don't set the price yourself
Now I have to stalk the twit to make sure I get my remaining 40.00's at the end of the month -Update-
~Warning Language ahead~
She hadn't gone to the bank yet today so I won't be getting my money until tomorrow. She went on to say that I didn't do his verbal or physical exercises, both of which I was not informed about when I asked her on the phone what all I would need to do. She also whined that I didn't force her other two kids who I ended up watching as well were not forced to go to the park that I let them be in the house where I could actually keep an eye on them.
I then had the delight in informing her that most people would at least charge double what I was getting for taking care of a handicap child alone as well as the fact that I was taking care of her other kids as well even though the handicap child was my priority. I also told her that she did not inform me about the exercises or I would have done them with him. I am not Psychic and also had informed her that I did not have major experience with taking care of handicap children outside of a volunteer thing where I would do art with them (Which was fun). I never claimed to have years of experience with handicap children, I just have alot of experience with children without disabilities.
The reason I had the delight of informing her about how most people would charge extra for the handicap child along was because she tried to tell me she didn't think I had done anything for the last 40.
That fucking pissed me the hell off! I took care of your three fucking for three fucking days! For Forty Fucking Dollars a Day!! The Younger two were easy to deal with yes but I still mother fucking watched them! None of them starved, and I didn't ignore them for hours on end! I cook for them, I made sure they were entertained, I made sure neither of them killed each other! For The Handicap child I fucking Feed him(Cooking and feeding)! I fucking changed his diapers and cleaned him when he pooped! I made sure he wasn't where he could fall down the fucking stairs and I MADE SURE HE DID NOT FUCKING EAT ANY OF THE PLASTIC BAGS THAT WERE IN HER HOME THAT COULD HAVE KILLED HIM!! She better give me my money because this is just bullshit
-And Now the Conclusion-
So I went to pick up the rest of my money. She took her sweet time coming to the door, me being a bit impatient as I needed to go and get my flyer route done and I didn't' what to be fucked around by her anymore. I rang and knocked on the door several times in a ten minute time frame, listening as if I would have heard a 'Hold on a minute' I would have been quietly waiting. She opened the door and this delightful conversastion happened.
SB - Sucky Bitch
Me - Again
(Thoughts that I thought)SB- Really?
Me- ....
SB - I was in the bathroom
ME- I didn't hear you say hold on so I didn't know what was going on
SB - I mean, No One does that? (You mean I've been the only one you've tried to fuck over? lucky me... Oh you mean get impatient...
)Me - *shrugs* I've seen it happen (My own sister to be exact, She's bitch slap patience if she got half the chance)
SB - It's Annoying
Me - Well so is not getting all the money your own
SB *crosses her arms to hold my money ransom apparently* Well so is not having someone take care of your kids properly
Me- *twitches a bit at that* I never claimed that I had alot of experiance taking care of disabled children.I did a one hour painting session where I worked for a bit
SB - You never said you couldn't lift him! (Sorry I forgot to ask my pocket fortune teller how that would go) And you didn't take him for walks! And you said you didn't want him falling down the stairs when he wouldn't have! (Have you seen that kid when he's got intent in his eyes?) And I didn't want my other two just sitting around playing video games all day.
Me- You did not tell me everything and I did not want to deal with the fear that he might go careening down the stairs as well as any guilt if he got hurt. And it was easier to watch the two of them when they were actually in the house plus I was not informed until after the first day that they'd be there.
SB - I did tell you that I needed someone to watch *insert all three boy's names here* (Lies!) Besides they're 9 and 11! They can go outside without needing a babysitter (Then Why were they thrown in at the last minute?)
Me- ...
SB- I hate to say this (Bullshit) but you do not deserve to be a babysitter.
Me- *feels anger and tears spike up* Whatever, just give me my money, I need to go and do my flyer route.
SB- *hands me the paper (The First Twenty) and drops the rest which is in change BTW in true SC fashion*
Me- *picks up the two quarters that fled her hands in the hopes of freedom from the twit and left*
She shorted me .50 cents but at that point I was just glad she gave me my damn money. My mom was positive that she dropped the change to make it look like 'Oops you missed some' but at this point I don't care. She can love up those two quarters (Or five dimes, ten nickles or fifty pennies) as much as she wants because it's not worth it.
I cried a bit at being told that I don't deserve to be a babysitter as I pride in the fact that I am good with kids and kids generally like me. Though it's funny because If I'm so horrible, why does her two youngest children want me to watch them again?
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