Monday, August 20, 2007

Florida's Wonderful System

Well, I start college this week. First day of class is on Friday.. I have known about this week for awhile know but decided only Sat. that I still did not know where my son was going to be while I was at school. ( that so should be the other way around).. I had called for a listing of Home Day Cares thinking that it would be a better environment for my son. ( easier for me to deal with if Im dropping him off at a house rather then a school). So I go to my first home, I pull into the drive way and my first thought is 'this women has NO idea how to take care of her home'. Im by no means a snob, but...well, maybe a little, but presentation is everything. So I go to the door, I knock and it takes a few mins for her to get to the door.(should be a good thing if she is with children) She answers, I introduce my self and she lets me in the door. What do I see next, @ giant reptile cages with huge ass fucking pythons! I AM SO NOT A SNAKE PERSON. I ask, the lady, we'll call her Big Bertha, (lol) if these cages are locked. She replies that she will put up a gate when new children come until, and I quote "they learn not to touch". Now, I have been telling my son not to touch certains things for awhile, he hasn't caught on yet. Great. Now I beging to notice the SMELL. Like a mix of animal with some sort of fresh, or flower smell also. Turns out she had 3 dogs, 2 cats, 2 snakes, and a few other little cages I didn't ask about. At this point all I can think is, no way in hell, no way in hell, no way in hell. After being there for a few mins I put my son, who by this point is wiggling in my arms to see the other children, down on the floor. He immedialtly runs to the big screen TV in the middle of the childrens play area. Big Bertha proceeds to YELL, yes I said YELL, at my son not to touch the tv. He starts crying and crawls between my feet, holding my ankels. Who does this BITCH think she is, yelling like that at my son. I could visualize myself kicking this women in her head. However, I kept my cool and informed her that I had a few other places to see and I would get back intouch with her shortly and I walked very quickly to my car and left. UGGHHH. I didn't want to leave him with strangers in the first place, but I don't want to leave the home with him. Somebody please explain to me how this women got a liscens for a home day care. I just don't understand how she did it. Being in her home sickend me. ughh,,,Florida for ya...

2 comments:

Not a Granny said...

Want me to go with you next time? I can hold her while you kick! :)

Not a Granny said...

PS If you want a story about a nightmare day care, check out

http://www.spaghettiharvest.com/

and read down to the beginning.