Showing posts with label Jennifer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jennifer. Show all posts

Thursday, February 28, 2013

Mmm, negligence


Jennifer hasn’t spoken to Barbara in a week or so.  Jennifer called Rachel last night to see if she could babysit.  Barbara was on the phone and neither of them knew it.  Jennifer said it would only be until ten, then Rachel could leave.  The thing is, Jennifer wasn’t going to be back at ten.  “Well, they’ll just go to sleep after that,” she explained.  Then Brenda cut in and blew up at her about not taking care of her kids.  Jennifer got defensive, said, “I’m not talking to you about this.  I got somebody else to watch them.”   
 This has court case written all over it.

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Tidbits


Barbara thinks her fish is smart because he floats to the surface when she gets the food out at the same time every day.  


So Jennifer left her kids alone the other day.  One of the neighbor kids came over and Sebastian ended up with two staples in his head because he "fell off a stool."  Now there is talk at the apartment complex of calling CPS.  


We just taught Barbara how to copy/paste on her computer.  First we had to teach her how to right click.  Forget about keyboard shortcuts.


Barbara is asking Rachel about her grades.  The funny part is, Barbara can’t even pronounce most of the classes she’s asking her about. Microkenomics?  Not sure I’m familiar with that one.  


Terry showed us some family photos he had taken at a department store.  I could have taken more appealing pictures of salted meats. 


Wednesday, February 6, 2013

A regular June Cleaver


Over the phone, Barbara is telling Jennifer to be a better mother.  That seems like appropriate work conversation. 
This is what Jennifer said, “How am I supposed to make my kids sleep.  I put them in their rooms so how am I supposed to know if they’re sleeping or not?”  What a mother.  And yes, she talks loudly enough for me to hear her. 
She says CPS “Won’t find nothin’” on her.  She’s a “good” mother and always there for her kids.  She went out to eat (drink was implied) last night and left the kids alone. 
“My friends are the only ones who keep me going?” Jennifer said.  What about her children?

Character Introduction

Jennifer

 

It's not unusual to know things about coworkers' families.  For example, the name of her oldest child (Jennifer), how old she is (30 something), where she lives (a block from Barbara), how many children she has (four; 11 (Kaylee), 8 (Daniel), 4 (Felipe), and 2 (Sebastian)).  
There are some things, however, that I was surprised to find out.  For instance, the father of Jennifer's children has been deported because he was here illegally.  Or that these children are often left to fend for themselves when Jennifer goes out.  It seems, or rather seemed, that these were things that should be kept to one's self.  Luckily for me, this isn't always the case.