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Old Woman Drama
So, let me let you all in on a little drama that is going on at my job. As most of you should know, being that it's in my description on the right, I work at the YMCA. Not in the actual building but at a school in the area that offers their After Care program.
Anyways, I was moved to a new school about 10 minutes away from where I worked previously because one of the assistants (A grown woman) slapped a teacher that worked in the school, in the face and they terminated her. (Ghetto, I know.) So, I took her place. I actually really, really enjoy it there. The kids there are much more well behaved than the ones at the other school I was at and my supervisor Calib and I get along really well. He's a cool dude. Basically, I was happy.
After like, three or four days I started seeing this teacher who worked in the school come down into the cafeteria (where we have the after care program) a lot. I had no idea who she was or why she was always coming down and sitting in the room with us. I mean, the school day is over bitch, go home. Seriously.
I say that with hostility because from the first time she saw me, she looked at me cockeyed. This is a grown woman you guys. She's like over 30, MARRIED, got her teaching job...all that. So come on now.
Now, I didn't really pay any attention to her because I didn't know who she was and honestly, didn't really care. Until last week. She started acting really weird and crazy, like she's bi-polar or something. My supervisor Calib was like, "This lady is crazy, yo." And I'm just like, "Yeah I guess.." LOL.
We have this board in the cafeteria where the parents sign their kids out, that has our Child Care license on it and the schedule of what we do with the kids for the day, our names, and YMCA crap and like two weeks ago, that teacher lady was like "Oh that board is so ugly..let me re-do it." So Calib was like, "Fine go ahead."
She went all out. Red construction paper background, WordArt for our names, pre-pictured/bordered paper for our daily schedules. She really was trying to impress somebody. Calib.
Now, he's like 21, has a girlfriend, in college, whatever. He's not bad looking at all, but I never suspected this grown ass, married TEACHER in the same damn school we work in, would really be trying her hardest to kick it to him. I mean, I guess I should've picked it up when I seen her try her hardest to fiddle with his phone and she would put her number in there and always try and get inbetween our conversations so she could talk with him. LOL But ew.
So this week, on Monday to be exact, I was sitting at the table in the cafeteria, doing my French homework while the kids were doing their homework and she's in the room helping this boy with his homework and she gets up and Calib asked nonchalantly, "What are you doing?" and she replies, "Helping him with his homework, since you guys don't do anything."

No, this bitch didn't!
She was so lucky those children were around and that I had to get my homework finished in the 15 minutes I had left before I had to leave for class. I kept my cool and minded my business.
My supervisor Calib, however, felt the need to call her out. He was like, "Why would you say something like that? That's real unprofessional. Don't come down here and say stuff like that, ok?" and she was like, "You're being unprofessional saying that infront of the kids."
I was sitting there like, "Here we go.." But, she decided to leave. She got real mad and got her stuff and was like, "I'm so leaving." OKAY, BYE BITCH!

So, then the next day she leaves him a voicemail saying, "I want all my paper back from that board I made because the way I see it, that's my personal paper, the ink that's on those papers, I bought, so it's mine. I want it all on my desk tomorrow." Are we 12? Honestly. We didn't give her paper back.
Then Wednesday, I walk in and she's sitting there. I put my stuff down and walk to the bathroom. On my way there, Calib is walking towards me and I tell him I'll be right back and he says "Alright", kind of flicks my hair and keeps walking by. I come back and the bitch is gone. I was like, "Where did she go?" He was like, "I dunno she came down and told me she had something to tell me and then when you went in the bathroom she was like I'm not staying for this, I'm leaving." I was like, "Wow..she crazy."
So then a little while later, I wanted a drink from the vending machine upstairs and Calib went up to get me something and when he came back he was like, "That woman is insane! She was like, "If Keisha (his girlfriend) was here, would you flick her hair like that? Would you talk to her all the time? Do you like her or something? You two hang out out of work or something?" she is so crazy I was like What are you talking about??? You are crazy"
I started dying. A little after, he went back up to give her her paper and bullshit and he said she started crying, saying that they had such a good relationship before I came, now he doesn't pay attention to her and only talks to me. Like, what the fuck? You are married. This hoe must not be getting any from her husband if she is this desperate to have an affair with my supervisor, who clearly thinks shes out of her fucking head.
Then Thursday, she came back down acting like NOTHING happened! Right after she left, she calls Calib and tells him to go outside and get something from her. He goes outside and comes back with this little square note. A NOTE. FOLDED UP LIKE YOU PASSED THAT SHIT IN 5TH PERIOD HISTORY CLASS. She told him to give her a call during spring break so they could meet up for lunch or drinks. LMFAO. REACH!! The bitch is so crazy. Forreal, her mind is all the fuck over -----------------> there.
I never thought in all my years, that I'd have like, a 35 year old married woman feel threatened by me. Come on now.
She needs to slow her role and go to a marriage consuelor, or somebody. Does she really think I don't know what's going on? She knows he talks to me ALL the time. does she really have no clue that all we do is laugh when we see her?
People are a mess.
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