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Childcare is so expensive that it causes many couples to carefully consider whether or not it's worth one spouse quitting their whole career and staying at home in order to take care of the kids and save on the expense. It's a big decision, and considering the cost to that spouse's career and long-term earning potential and the fact that the vast majority of families actually need both those incomes to make ends meet, it's a big sacrifice to make. Of course, if, thanks to family or for some other reason, you're able to get free childcare, then you can circumvent that whole issue. But since the service of watching your children is worth a whole salary, this isn't something to take lightly, even if it's your parents offering to watch their grandchildren.
There's a reason why we see so many stories like this online where someone tries to weasel their way into getting someone to watch their kids for free, gaslighting a sibling, or some other tenuous acquaintance into watching their kids.
When this homeowner moved into a new neighborhood, she thought a good way to meet people and gain a sense of community would be to join a local "mommy" social media group. The problem is her status as a SAHM attracted the attention of an eager neighbor who was eager to take the chance at free childcare.
Some people fail to understand that just because you love your job, it doesn't mean you would do it for free. You could feel extremely fulfilled, living your dream life, working your dream job, yet you would never agree to do the same thing without getting paid. As much as we sometimes hate to admit it, money matters, and without being fairly compensated for your work, you can't really call it a 'dream job', can you?
I like to think that I love what I do for work. I enjoy writing, I love reading stories and scrolling through hilarious memes, and I can genuinely say I like the office and the people I work with. But if at any point a coworker would approach me and ask me to use my day off to come in and write even more, I would laugh in their face. It doesn't matter if I like it or how good I am at it, there is simply no chance I would do it for free.
Oh, Kelly! Come on, you know trying to discipline someone else's child, a coworker's, no less, is the social equivalent of microwaving fish in the office kitchen: technically possible, but guaranteed to make everyone hate you. If grabbing random kids and issuing zookeeper-grade orders were acceptable, we'd all just wander around the next company function handing out timeouts to anyone who double-dips in the guac.
So, Kelly's coworker shows up to the company BBQ with her five-year-old, because it's a family-friendly event, not a silent meditation retreat. The kid, social and loud, or in other words, conscious and under 10, plays tag outside. Basic, wholesome BBQ chaos. But here comes Kelly, who famously loathes children almost as much as she loves passive-aggressive commentary. Rather than just avoid the pint-sized messing around, she decides it's her moral duty to physically stop the fun, grab an arm, and announce, "You're not at a zoo." Bold move, Kelly. I mean, not everyone can alienate a preschooler and an office full of adults in one go.
Naturally, the kid's mom responds like any parent who just watched their child get manhandled by someone whose only credential is "owns noise-cancelling headphones." Awkward standoff, shock among the potato salad, and now Kelly's pouting at work, spinning her "just setting boundaries" story while everyone else contemplates actual boundaries, like not touching other people's kids.
Good gifts should never be defined by their price tags. Whatever happened to thoughtful presents that are uniquely suited to the person you're celebrating? Unfortunately, too many people seem to feel that the more expensive a gift is, the more thoughtful people will think you are.
Personally speaking, if my sister and I were to purchase a cruise ship vacation for our parents' anniversary, they simply would not go no matter how expensive it was. Let's just say cruises aren't for them. Still, it just goes to show that a $20 book about a subject that is near and dear to your parents' hearts might mean so much more to them precisely because of the personal connection rather than the monetary value.
This author's older sister clearly feels differently about what makes a good gift. She had the audacity to assume her two younger siblings, both of whom make far less than she does, would be willing to pitch in $3,000 each for a cruise ship vacation for their parents. Keep scrolling below for the full fallout!
This week's bread: a loaf of Dove's Farm Organic Seedhouse Bread Flour, v nice.
Friday night supper: penne with a sauce of sauce of Peppadew roasted red peppers in brine drained, whizzed in blender and gently heated while pasta cooking.
Saturday breakfast rolls: basic buttermilk (as buttermilk reaching its bb date), 3:1 strong white/rye flour, turned out nicely.
Today's lunch: panfried seabass fillets in samphire sauce, served with cauliflower florets roasted in pumpkin seed oil with cumin seeds, padron peppers (as we have noted on previous occasions, these had not been picked as young and tender as they might be), and sticky rice with lime leaves.