I think I have seen this on here before, but can you maybe do a PSA? I have a lot of staff I use on as needed basis and not many full time staff. We have a nice home and nice things. But it seems people are coming at me from every direction to ask for things or get "dibs" on things. My four year old daughter just got a really deluxe motorized vehicle to ride in the yard. We hadn't even used it once before one of my occasional sitters who was helping for the party said, "When she outgrows that, I get dibs on that." It would be funny if she was joking, but she was dead serious.My son played t-ball last year and this year moved to little league. He no longer needs his tee or bat, so the housekeeper tells me that her nephew wants to play t-ball, could she have the t-ball stuff? In the beginning it was very easy for me to say yes, but now all of these requests make me angry. In response to this, I said, "what about '4 YO daughter'?" and she looked at me and said, "no, you buy her pretty pink stuff." My daughter isn't even playing t-ball. Is it so wrong that we would want to keep a t and t-ball bat around so she could play with it? This is getting ridiculous and I am afraid it is making me very bitter. Yes, we have a comfortable life, that is not the issue. When we are done using things, I always pass on clothes and toys, I just don't like having a waiting list or the people around my children eyeing up our possessions with such salacious greed. I use a car service to go the city for a regular appointment and have a regular driver. The appointments ease up in the summer, so I don't use him as much. Last weekend, the doorbell rang and there is the driver on the doorstep. He brought me a jar of jam and wanted to introduce me to his children. I was as gracious as I could be, although I was getting ready to head out. It wasn't just the jam either. He said, "see my children are big, like adults, when you clean out your winter closet, we will take jackets and coats." Is there an underground network of pilfering domestics? What is this madness? Don't people understand that this wears away at my natural desire to look for people close to me who could use the things we no longer can? I wonder how other employers handle this?
Showing posts with label entitled. Show all posts
Showing posts with label entitled. Show all posts
Monday
Wednesday
The Princess
Let me start by saying I have been a professional nanny for over 10 years. I have worked for high profile and celebrity families. I am now in a new situation and I don't know how to go forward with it.
Again, I find myself working with someone with big $. A former celebrity type. Young wife. They have a son who is five and a daughter who is 2. I am the nanny for the 2 year old.
I know it is normal to call a little girl, Princess but these people say it like they mean it. They are raising her on purpose to be nasty and judgmental. I take her to a playgroup on Monday mornings. It is a drop in 2 hour playgroup. I leave her and go run errands. She always comes home with a note. The notes say things like, "1 diaper change, ate cheerios and apple juice and refused to share toys."
I know she's two. But this family doesn't believe in teaching her to share. The father HIGH FIVED her with that note. They have let me in more on their parent strategy since working and I don't agree with it. I know I don't have to agree with it. I know I am the nanny. Thank you for that.
When it comes to breakfast and lunch, I have to ask her what she wants for her meals. It's totally okay that she says "waffles" and I make her waffles with syrup and butter and she says, "no waffles with peanut butter" and then I make waffles with peanut butter and she says "just yogurt." I seriously make 3-5 breakfasts and 2-3 lunches. It is even harder because Mom and Dad are basically always around. They do what they do. "Consult" but they are always present.
The little girl told me "Cut strawberries for me" and I said, "I'll cut strawberries for you, can you ask nicely?". Her mom says, "You don't get what you want in this world by asking nicely.".
Since the parents are often around, it is hard for me to do things like give the 2 year old a nap. She gets tired and then over tired. Her parents tell me, "when she's tired, SHE will let you know". I feel like this 2 year old girl is my boss.
I've gone places with both children, the other nanny and the parents and I am totally skeeved by what I see. The other nanny and I got in line with the kids to get on a carousel. The line wasn't that long, but there were about 30 people ahead of us. The father walks ahead of everyone, talks to the ticket operator and then waves us ahead. Everyone was giving me dirty looks. I wanted to apologize to the people as I passed them and their kids.
The Mrs. caught me apologizing before for the 2 year old at Whole Foods. She said, "what are you apologizing for?" and "don't ever apologize for my child. That's one way to meet your maker.".
I am a live-in nanny. Both parents are completely intimidating. I just want to sneak out in the middle of the night but my bedroom is up on the third floor. I wish I hadn't moved in with all of my stuff. I feel totally trapped. I don't mean this as a figure of speech. I mean I feel trapped. Help.
Again, I find myself working with someone with big $. A former celebrity type. Young wife. They have a son who is five and a daughter who is 2. I am the nanny for the 2 year old.
I know it is normal to call a little girl, Princess but these people say it like they mean it. They are raising her on purpose to be nasty and judgmental. I take her to a playgroup on Monday mornings. It is a drop in 2 hour playgroup. I leave her and go run errands. She always comes home with a note. The notes say things like, "1 diaper change, ate cheerios and apple juice and refused to share toys."
I know she's two. But this family doesn't believe in teaching her to share. The father HIGH FIVED her with that note. They have let me in more on their parent strategy since working and I don't agree with it. I know I don't have to agree with it. I know I am the nanny. Thank you for that.
When it comes to breakfast and lunch, I have to ask her what she wants for her meals. It's totally okay that she says "waffles" and I make her waffles with syrup and butter and she says, "no waffles with peanut butter" and then I make waffles with peanut butter and she says "just yogurt." I seriously make 3-5 breakfasts and 2-3 lunches. It is even harder because Mom and Dad are basically always around. They do what they do. "Consult" but they are always present.
The little girl told me "Cut strawberries for me" and I said, "I'll cut strawberries for you, can you ask nicely?". Her mom says, "You don't get what you want in this world by asking nicely.".
Since the parents are often around, it is hard for me to do things like give the 2 year old a nap. She gets tired and then over tired. Her parents tell me, "when she's tired, SHE will let you know". I feel like this 2 year old girl is my boss.
I've gone places with both children, the other nanny and the parents and I am totally skeeved by what I see. The other nanny and I got in line with the kids to get on a carousel. The line wasn't that long, but there were about 30 people ahead of us. The father walks ahead of everyone, talks to the ticket operator and then waves us ahead. Everyone was giving me dirty looks. I wanted to apologize to the people as I passed them and their kids.
The Mrs. caught me apologizing before for the 2 year old at Whole Foods. She said, "what are you apologizing for?" and "don't ever apologize for my child. That's one way to meet your maker.".
I am a live-in nanny. Both parents are completely intimidating. I just want to sneak out in the middle of the night but my bedroom is up on the third floor. I wish I hadn't moved in with all of my stuff. I feel totally trapped. I don't mean this as a figure of speech. I mean I feel trapped. Help.
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Tuesday
Overtime Dilemma...
Hi. I was wondering if you could help me with a situation. I accepted a position in Connecticut in November of last year. I net $990 per week, plus I have many perks including a health club membership, full use of a vehicle and I will have health insurance in April. All of this was agreed to in the beginning. I was also going to work as a live-in nanny, although the family had never had a live-in nanny. While we were working out the kinks of the living situation, largely converting a common area in their finished basement in to what they thought would be a nanny suite, I could tell they were not comfortable relinquishing the space, especially as it leads out to the pool area. The walk out basement has two full bathrooms and a full kitchen which I was told I could use as I wanted because they didn't really use it. This seemed fine on my end. Then, the Mr. of the house asked to speak to me and suggested that he didn't think that as the seasons changed that I would be comfortable with the accommodations because there was a lot of company and traffic. He told me in no certain terms that he was impressed with my performance and wanted to work out something mutually satisfactory. I hope this isn't too long, I am trying to give background for the tone of things, so you can understand my hesitancy. I told him I could check out apartments and found an apartment in Bridgeport that would suit me and rented for $1200 per month for a studio. We exchanged emails over this. He wrote back, "I like that idea, but Bridgeport is too far, can you look at areas closer, maybe even in town?" I did that. I found a handful of places and shared them with him via email with their rental listing. He wrote me back and asked, "Of the two in ---, which do you prefer?". I wrote back and said, "either looks nice to me". (At this point, we haven't discussed anything about the costs.) One of the places was a one bedroom and one of them was a two bedroom small house. I didn't hear back from him by email that day, but when he came home, he said he had rented the 2 bedroom house with a one year lease and that it was located .9 miles from his house. At this point, I am holding my breath, because I still don't know the financials. He asked me, and when I say asked me, it is important to convey that he said, "come, have a seat" in a really nice way. He said, "we hired you as a live in, you're from the city. My thinking is that it would be advantageous to you too to have your own place, but I understand that isn't what you signed up for." All nice, right? He then said, "we are going to cover the rent for one year or for as long as you are employed with us, up to a year and then revisit the situation." He then broke it down for me that the rent was $2050 per month, and that nothing was included in that rate, not garbage or water or cable or power or anything. He asked me if I would be willing to take on those expenses myself. Of course, I said yes. By January, I had moved in to the house. They had offered to get someone to help me, but I did it myself, using their vehicle. His wife gave me the furniture out of the room that was converted to a guest room for me, so I had a television, desk, two sitting chairs and a full sized bed, dresser and nightstand. I was really happy with the arrangement. When I shared the news with my friends and family, they were like, "no way". Some did the math for me on what I was now "netting" figuring in the housing. January went fine. I think as a nanny, they are very lucky to have me. When I chose this job, I had my pick of two others. In February, I started to see a problem emerge. My hours were to end at 630 each night, but I never seemed to be done by 630. In fact, as we got further and further in to February, I was working until 8. One day, last week, the mother came home at 7 and told me she had plans to run out for dinner and thanked me for getting the kids in bed. She assured me "Mr." would be home by 8. "Mr." came home at 930. I was sitting in the living room reading a magazine. He said he was surprised I was still here. So here is my problem. Yesterday, Mrs. came home and (very pleasantly said) "I'm home, but not really, we have a mess going on, I need to go up to my office, are you good?" I said "sure". She came down at 730. She looked exhausted. She thanked me and said good night. So, no one has been unkind or rude to me, but I find myself in a position where I am now working atleast 10 hours extra per week. There has been no reference to overtime by them and I would feel uncomfortable mentioning it. I haven't been able to make plans during the week at all. My feelings on this is that I should suck it up because I do have a sweet gig with great money and my weekends are still free and clear. My only hesitation is the lack of conversation about the change. Would they conceivably ask me for weekends too? Am I in a position to limit set? I can think of a handful of nannies who would snatch this job up from me as is, even if the hours were until 8PM every night. I just want to mention that there are three children and two of them are under 4, so the days are very busy and exhausting. I am interested in what employers and employees think of the set up?
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