You Know You Are Me When…
You finally were given a chance to work in a daycare and this last week was your trial period.
You worked 9 and half and ten hour days all week, commuting by tram to an independantly owned daycare in a house where there was no flushing toilet, chickens in the yard and fruit flies everywhere.
You were thrown into a rather chaotic environment full of babies and a few toddlers with the occasional preschooler and you were never actually shown where anything was.
You did all of this entirely in a language you were not totally fluent in, busted your ass to do what you thought was your absolute best in the given situation…
And were basically told today that you weren’t efficient or “take charge” enough for the position.
Yeah…when you’re absolute best is never good enough? Then you know you’re me.
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