Anonymous wrote:Another devil's advocate here. I took care of two children in a previous position that were just genuinely spoiled, disrespectful, aggressive brats. I worked for the family for 18 months, and I tried so HARD to instill gratefulness and respect and kindness and gentleness and patience in these kids, and the moment that I'd feel like I'd actually gotten somewhere, I'd leave for the weekend and return to the same spoiled, disrespectful, aggressive brats first thing on Monday. Did I ever call the children "spoiled little shits" (or other names) to their faces? No. Did I ever tell the parents what I thought about them and their kids? No. Did I talk shit about how much I hated everything about my job to my family and friends? Probably every night. And I looked for a job actively the moment I knew I couldn't take anymore, but I obviously wasn't going to up and quit until I found something else. I'm still a nanny, and I work for a family who respects me and who teaches their children to respect me. I work for a family that I can communicate concerns with, and have discussions about how to handle those concerns. I still think the kids are spoiled, but they're definitely not "little shits" who I can't bear to be around, and I actually quite enjoy my job now, just like I had in the past before I got the job with that one unfortunate family. This isn't about the career itself, this is about the family you work for--and not all of them are the same.
There is a different between venting about a bad work environment to trusted family and friends and between posting nasty comments on an online forum.
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