(Continuation of Ebola Mom Part 18, and part of the Ebola Mom series)
Three things, Nanc:
1. I’m going to go ahead and NOT accept your apology.
2. Why would you admit that? WHY?! There is no logical reason to admit that. Would you like ME to admit that I think you’re an assclown? No. That benefits no one. So I’ll keep that information between me and the Internet, where it belongs.
3. Your nanny has been framing me since day one.
(Part of the Ebola Mom series)
I’m less concerned about the fact that my cell number was passed along without my permission than I am about the fact that someone has chosen to be good friends with Ebola Mom.
Also– 13 YEAR OLD BOY?! No. My misery quota for this season has been filled.
(Part of the Ebola Mom series)
Sorry for the typo? Or for being an asshole? Please clarify before I respond.
(Part of the Ebola Mom series)
Tutoring Ebola Mom’s kid…
Kid: “We went to Vermont over break.”
Me: “Oh, how lovely!”
Kid: “Yeah. I’m sorry I didn’t bring you back anything.”
Me: “Don’t be silly, you don’t need to get me anything!”
Kid: “Yeah that’s what my mom said.”
Me: “Oh did she?”
Kid: “Yeah. Because, like…you’re not my REAL teacher.”
Me: “Ah. Ok…”
Kid: “And she pays you enough as it is.”
(Continuation of Ebola Mom Part 6)
Looks like Ebola Mom is having some morning-after regrets.
How she landed that level-headed Ebola Dad, I’ll never know.
(Continuation of Ebola Mom Part 5, and part of the Ebola Mom series: Ebola Mom Part 1, Ebola Mom Part 2, Ebola Mom Part 3 , Ebola Mom Part 4 , and Ebola Dad )
Good idea, Nanc. Probably the one you should have come up with 10 texts ago, before things got weird.
(For background on this character, please see Ebola Mom Part 1 , Ebola Mom Part 2 , Ebola Mom Part 3 , Ebola Mom Part 4 and Ebola Dad)
This woman never disappoints. Right before I show up to her apartment to tutor her daughter at 3:15, she texts me:
She then asked if I could take her daughter with me to my next client. (I’m not posting that text because in it she uses her daughter’s name, and I try to protect the innocent children). Again, in case you missed how ABSURD this is– SHE ASKED ME TO BRING HER CHILD TO MY NEXT CLIENT’S APARTMENT. No, she does not know my next client.
Um, not mistake your tutor for a babysitter? Plan ahead? Not be THE WORST? So many options, lady.
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