‘Hello boss. My child is ill, I need to go home and look after them.’
‘Fuck off cunt. Work is more important than your child feeling loved and supported when they’re poorly. Stay at your fucking desk, we’re sending a nanny.’
Mine:
Day 1: quiet and watch TV
Day 2-5: absolutely fine and bouncing off the walls but still have to be off due to nursery rules while you're struggling to catch up on zero sleep from Day 0-1.
It’s a joyful world isn’t it?
‘Hello boss. My child is ill, I need to go home and look after them.’
‘Fuck off cunt. Work is more important than your child feeling loved and supported when they’re poorly. Stay at your fucking desk, we’re sending a nanny.’