So my weekend was not as fun as I would have liked nor anticipated. I work at a townie breakfast place in my hometown every saturday. This weekend I covered someones shift so it was double the fun. I hostess there which means my job could easily be replaced by a sign- since all I say is- "you can sit wherever you want". I basically do that along with everything the busgirl does except she makes double the money. Im too poor to complain so every saturday- there I am.
Following my two days of cleaning up after everyones leftover eggs and pancakes (which is certainly not as glamourous a job as it sounds), my new boss for my babysitting job called me seeing if Id like to start working a day early. He is a fire fighter and wanted to me to watch the kids overnight.
I of course need the money so I said yes. He said "my sister will drop the kids off between 530 and 6" and then hungup. So there I am 5:28pm letting myself in their house, that I have been to once before two days prior to meet the kids for a total of about 13 minutes.
So I walked in sat on their couch awkwardly eating my salad waiting for the childrens arrival. Six oclock rolls around..still just me..on the couch. Six thirty strolls up..still me. Phone rings its the Dad.
"So how are the kids?"
"Uh..yeah their not here yet"
"What the hell..I'll call my sister"
Ten minutes later a white SUV comes speeding into the driveway. She stumbles into the house with the two children, mumbles to me that she never fed them dinner, but they have some candy they can eat -if I'll allow it- and walks out. Great.
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