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?
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?
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.
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?
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?
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?
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.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Did you express your anger about this?
This thread is over a year old. Hopefully OP has moved on.
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
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?