ImaInfluenza
Who do you think you are? I am
A post I made in another thread made me think of another moment. I’m pretty mild mannered, I get upset but I rarely ever want to hurt someone. It’s not in my nature.
But this one time I went to go pick up my kids in daycare. I was with my kids mother, she went to go get my daughter and I went to go get my son.
So I go in the toddler area and my son was in a bouncy chair. The daycare worker was in front of my son changing another kid. So I went to go get my son and he was slumped over in the chair sleep, his face was pressed against one of the toys in the chair. I lifted him up and he and an indention from the toy in his face, and he had soiled himself.
The indention told me that he had been like that for a minute and not only dat, he was also siting in his own shit. This is the only other time in my life where I literally saw red. Not figuratively, literally, the room turn read and blood dripped down the walls. Everything in me said to kill this daycare worker.
I fucking had a mini panick attack cause I wanted to kill her so bad. I grabbed my son..or I tried to grab my son. I couldn’t, my hands were fuckin shaking, everything in me said..fucking kill her right now
I left the toddler area and told my kids mother, please get my son, I have to leave out of here right now or ima kill this bitch. My kids mother saw my face and ran to get my son. Changed him and brought him to me in the car.
Then went back inside and told them that the kids wouldn’t be coming back cause my husband damn near killed that girl in there for blah blah blah blah.
Only two times in my life have I ever been that mad, where I knew that I wouldn’t be able to control myself if I get away from the situation
But this one time I went to go pick up my kids in daycare. I was with my kids mother, she went to go get my daughter and I went to go get my son.
So I go in the toddler area and my son was in a bouncy chair. The daycare worker was in front of my son changing another kid. So I went to go get my son and he was slumped over in the chair sleep, his face was pressed against one of the toys in the chair. I lifted him up and he and an indention from the toy in his face, and he had soiled himself.
The indention told me that he had been like that for a minute and not only dat, he was also siting in his own shit. This is the only other time in my life where I literally saw red. Not figuratively, literally, the room turn read and blood dripped down the walls. Everything in me said to kill this daycare worker.
I fucking had a mini panick attack cause I wanted to kill her so bad. I grabbed my son..or I tried to grab my son. I couldn’t, my hands were fuckin shaking, everything in me said..fucking kill her right now
I left the toddler area and told my kids mother, please get my son, I have to leave out of here right now or ima kill this bitch. My kids mother saw my face and ran to get my son. Changed him and brought him to me in the car.
Then went back inside and told them that the kids wouldn’t be coming back cause my husband damn near killed that girl in there for blah blah blah blah.
Only two times in my life have I ever been that mad, where I knew that I wouldn’t be able to control myself if I get away from the situation
