#yougotmefuckedup
I have this one staff member. Likes to make herself seem important. Sickly syrupy sweet phony attitude. I had to cut hours because this staff person told my supervisor that shit wasn't right, and my field is social/human services, so our business is based on attendance. We're supposed to maintain a certain staff to participant ratio to keep the money straight. My team has been technically over staffed quiet a bit, because I kept everyone on most days. As a courtesy to my staff. So hours are cut for everyone now, some get more days on schedule than others, and shawty came up a little short. So she's mad now. Which I understand, ya know. So we're in this meeting and she's talking shit, trying to make me look bad, and the whole time I'm internally shaking my head, trying to keep my face from acting up. Because I'm thinking... BITCH I SEEN YOUR RESUME AND YOUR TOPLESS SELFIES AND I AM NOT IMPRESSED!! I seen all the pictures of your funny looking family and your pale tits in the mirror. I saw your ugly ass girlfriend, looking like Uncle Charles with an s-curl. I seen the pics of the sons you owe child support for while you're raising another bitch's child. I saw that your previous job was "nanny" and your "supervisor" was your girlfriend, whose name is tattooed on you! I seen your background check, your DUI, your child support garnishment, your email... And I know my face is telling on me because I'm like... #yougotmefuckedup But I kept my mouth shut tho. And that bitch hours still cut.