Rant time
We deal with these kids 10 hours a day, 5 days a week, for 10 weeks. Your job is to look after them for 30 minutes. Don’t walk over to me and chew me out because my kids are bad as hell. I know that. It is not my fault. I don’t control their actions. Do your job and leave me alone. Don’t tell me how to do my job, especially if I see you chillin poolside on your phone. Don’t let me hear from you again. Because we’re learning about mercy, I’ll let this go. Next time, check yourself. You do your job, I’ll do mine.
