Bleh's kid was here when I got to the office this morning. Bleh was standing at the Supervisor's door, chatting. I don't know what was being said, as the conversation seemed to wrap as I arrived. I sat down at my desk and Bleh turned around, got her kid, and left. Then the Sup comes over and tells me she has told Bleh that she can't bring the kids to the office anymore, that once-in-a-while is okay, but not every day. The Sup also told me that Bleh's pretty upset.
So Bleh isn't as thick-headed as I thought. I guess you just have to tell her things 3 or 4 times for it to sink in.
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Now all that needs to happen is for the supervisor to remove her phone and you'll be all set!
Amen! Could you have your supervisor talk to my Bleh here at the office? Her hellspawn are here 3 or 4 times a week and are driving me batshit crazy.
Other people pay for daycare. If she's going to pull that stunt, she should at least give you money for having to listen to it.
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