Unfortunate Morning

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by Zuuzuii

by Zuuzuii

Mentions of cussing, spoiled kids.

"You bitch, give me back my drunk elephant!"

"No! Finders keepers!"

"Give it to me before I post this video of you sleeping over my Tiktok and Instagram!"

Ugh, I swear to GOD it's like this every single morning, why can't these two stay a quiet and put for once, like it's way too early for this shit, I haven't even have my coffee yet.

A loud crashing sound can be heard along with screaming and fighting from the next room. I start walking towards the kitchen- Yes, walking, there's no point in running anymore.

As I took a step into the kitchen,

I stepped on something.

It was wet.

And guess what?

White socks were on my feet!

My favorite.

And guess what the liquid was?

Coffee!

Ahh, Such a wonderful morning! Those little shits better pray to god that I don't take away their little stanley cups and throw it in the trash. Better yet, sell it for 2x the price. Some 8 year old will use their single mommy's credit card to buy that crap. Bullying someone for not having a damn cup is such bullshit.

Now about my coffee.
Guess I can't have it now, huh?
Seems like Starbucks once again. As if my sugar levels aren't high enough. Just then, one of the little shits tug my sleeve.

"Hey you, servant, can you get me a Venti Frappuccino with caramel on top, chocolate syrup, cinnamon, and a cake pop to top it all off? I want it cold, not hot. Make it a large."

"No."

"The fuck you mean no? I want it and I want it *now*! Go get it for me, servant."

No way. No way this 8 year old has a face full of make up at 8 in the morning, a crop top, a miniskirt, and heels, ordering me to get a drink from starbucks.

"Where are you going dressed like that anyways?"

"To Sephora and then Ulta. I need your credit card, give it to me!"

Then I hear something else.

"Get ready with me to go to Sephora."

No way this 10 year old is really-

"God, our babysitter is such a bitch! She won't even give us her credit card! Can you believe that? Like bitch, I swear to god if you don't start obeying me i'm going to ruin your whole life!"

God no.

I'm so done. I pack my stuff, sprint out the door and get in my car. Before driving away, I send a message to the parents.

'Raise your damn kids right, no wonder why no one's going to babysit those little girls. I actually feel bad for them since they have such parents who let them be raised by technology instead of actually caring and nurturing them'

The message I got back was a paragraph explaining on how I'm overreacting and I won't get paid because i'm being so bitchy. So that's where they got that behavior from..

I start my car, and drive away.