MIL ate my birthday chocolates

[Anonymous]

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[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Did OP ever say the name of the chocolate company? Help this small business out OP by naming them.

OP is a troll. There are no chocolates. Her story changes. Sometimes her parents are mailing her chocolates from her home town, and sometimes they are available to babysit. Which is it?

Why do OP’s parents need to live in the town they are buying the chocolates from? All they have to do is call the store and have them shipped, to remind OP of home. This isn’t the gotcha that you think it is.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Think of it as the price you have to pay for free childcare.
Sure, it crossed a boundary but it wasn't malicious.
Make sure you put financial records and anything you don't want her to go thru in a secure place

+1

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Did you express your anger about this?

This thread is over a year old. Hopefully OP has moved on.

Dang it. You're right.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:OP here. It’s the lack of boundaries that is bothering me—opening a package addressed to me is beyond. This will be her last time watching my kids without me around. She will never be alone in our house again. She has proven to be nosy and meddlesome and snoop-y before; this is the last straw.

Luckily we have no shortage of babysitters. My local aunt, my parents, my cousin, friends with whom we already swap overnight sitting duties, and a few trusted former daycare teachers. We didn’t need the “favor” from her; this was a way for she and FIL to spend quality time with the kids, which they ask for.

Oh well. She can’t be trusted alone in my house, so she never will be again.

Don't you think you are overreacting? How does your husband feel about pernamnetly banning his mother from watching her grandchildren?

[Anonymous]

Hire a babysitter, tell ILs to stay elsewhere.
MIL is a pig.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:OP here. It’s the lack of boundaries that is bothering me—opening a package addressed to me is beyond. This will be her last time watching my kids without me around. She will never be alone in our house again. She has proven to be nosy and meddlesome and snoop-y before; this is the last straw.

Luckily we have no shortage of babysitters. My local aunt, my parents, my cousin, friends with whom we already swap overnight sitting duties, and a few trusted former daycare teachers. We didn’t need the “favor” from her; this was a way for she and FIL to spend quality time with the kids, which they ask for.

Oh well. She can’t be trusted alone in my house, so she never will be again.

I don't understand. Your parents are local and can babysit? Why the hell are they sending your hometown chocolates by mail to you?

Um, because maybe sometimes they travel to visit their grandchildren? My parents live out of state, and a few times have come to stay with us for a week or so, and part of the purpose of the trip is a visit, and part of the purpose of the trip is so DH and I can stay overnight at a wedding.

Are you really this bad at logic?

[Anonymous]

I can relate. I occasionally do grocery shopping on my lunch break. I'll put the referigerated stuff in our office fridge until its time to go home.

Well, I shut down my computer, grab my bag from the fridge and get home only to discover that the receptionist went into my groceries, found my block of Kraft Singles I'd bought, and ate three slices.

Like, WTF?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I can relate. I occasionally do grocery shopping on my lunch break. I'll put the referigerated stuff in our office fridge until its time to go home.

Well, I shut down my computer, grab my bag from the fridge and get home only to discover that the receptionist went into my groceries, found my block of Kraft Singles I'd bought, and ate three slices.

Like, WTF?

That’s terrible. Staple the bag shut. Make it difficult to get into.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I can relate. I occasionally do grocery shopping on my lunch break. I'll put the referigerated stuff in our office fridge until its time to go home.

Well, I shut down my computer, grab my bag from the fridge and get home only to discover that the receptionist went into my groceries, found my block of Kraft Singles I'd bought, and ate three slices.

Like, WTF?

Food insecurity is a real issue. Confront the receptionist and ask her for the money for the krafts singles. Also, inform your manager. Also, the office refridgerator is for lunch box not for groceries. Also, maybe receptionist is a pig.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I can relate. I occasionally do grocery shopping on my lunch break. I'll put the referigerated stuff in our office fridge until its time to go home.

Well, I shut down my computer, grab my bag from the fridge and get home only to discover that the receptionist went into my groceries, found my block of Kraft Singles I'd bought, and ate three slices.

Like, WTF?

Food insecurity is a real issue. Confront the receptionist and ask her for the money for the krafts singles. Also, inform your manager. Also, the office refridgerator is for lunch box not for groceries. Also, maybe receptionist is a pig.

Not any place I'v ever worked in the last 25 years. Half the staff usually bring 5 lunches in on Monday and keep them there all week, then they use their actual lunch break to run errands (including grocery shopping) and come back to eat and answer emails at the same time.

I once worked with a theif like Kraft single lady. She asked if she could borrow some of my salad dressing I keep in the fridge because she for got heres. Well, she took a 10 ounce disposable coffer cup and filled it with my ranch dressing and used it for the next week on her salads.

I confronted and and she said "you said I could have some."

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I can relate. I occasionally do grocery shopping on my lunch break. I'll put the referigerated stuff in our office fridge until its time to go home.

Well, I shut down my computer, grab my bag from the fridge and get home only to discover that the receptionist went into my groceries, found my block of Kraft Singles I'd bought, and ate three slices.

Like, WTF?

How do you know who took them?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I can relate. I occasionally do grocery shopping on my lunch break. I'll put the referigerated stuff in our office fridge until its time to go home.

Well, I shut down my computer, grab my bag from the fridge and get home only to discover that the receptionist went into my groceries, found my block of Kraft Singles I'd bought, and ate three slices.

Like, WTF?

How do you know who took them?

I saw the wrappers in her trash can.

[Anonymous]

This post was made over a year ago. It would be the perfect time for op to come back and update. Did you confront her? Did you ban them from babysitting? How did everything pan out?????

Op where are you?????

[Anonymous]

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