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Wednesday, August 22, 2007

and we never saw them again...

So I visit a girlfriend at her new job as an in-home nanny. We spend time together daily, at the gym, running errands, or just hanging out, before the kids get home from school. The house she's living in with this family is in a new residential area with houses still being built. One day I decided to stay late and walk up the top of the street to the bus stop with her to meet one of the children she takes care of, 7 years old, as she gets out of school.

We have dealt with them before, but daily we hear hooting and hollering at us from the male construction workers at the new houses anytime we step foot outside. It was cute at first; their feign attempts to draw our attention... But, when we went to pick up the 7 year old, that day, they decided it necessary to stop working and stare at us the whole way up and back to the bus stop- EVEN while we had the little one with us! I finally was fed up and turned around after another loud, "Hey mami!" from the group and barked, "GET BACK TO WORK!"

Suddenly, their supervisor pops out from the unfinished home across the street and yells at the men. We never saw them again.

Fortunately, I have a wonderful 12x zoom camera, and we spend lots of time outside with the kids.

Submitted by Kyle