(Part of the Ebola Mom series)
Because I gave them to a homeless man.
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Ebola Mom, Part 9
(Part of the Ebola Mom series)
Your nanny’s a liar. And you can shove your cookies up your gloves.
Ebola Mom, Part 8
(Part of the Ebola Mom Series)
It seems Ebola Mom’s peace-offering plan was foiled. But the important thing is, she has her priorities straight:
Well Now I’m CERTAINLY Not Worried
Kid: “Are you worried about being so old and not being married?”
Me: “Oh, um. No. First of all, I don’t think I’m ‘so old.'”
Kid: “32 is pretty old.”
Me: “I disagree.”
Kid: “It’s like THREE TIMES my age!”
Me: “I regret teaching you multiplication.”
Kid: “So are you worried?”
Me: “No. I’m not worried. I’m fine with my age and I’m fine with not being married.”
Kid: “Oh ok good. I’ll tell my mom not to worry then.”
Me: “She’s worried? About me?”
Kid: “Yeah. She said when SHE was your age, I was already born!”
Right. And you’re a gem.
I Should DEFINITELY Go Shopping
(Continuation of Maybe I Should Go Shopping)
Just now, tutoring…
Kid: “Oh my GOSH— you’re wearing the green sweater AGAIN!!!”
Me: “I know, I did that on purpose. Just to see what you’d say.”
Kid: “Oh ok. You’re silly.”
Me: “I know.”
I did not do it on purpose.
Ebola Mom, Part 7
(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.
Ebola Mom, Part 6
(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.
Ebola Mom, Part 5
(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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