I am the freaking BOSS, YOU ARE NOT

The only thing I hate about Fosters is that I get treated like absolute shit from some adults. Not from Fosters employees, but from people that work at places we do bakes at. Yesterday I was in charge of an event at Kennebunkport. The bake was for a family reunion, and they were staying at this mansion. This one lady working at the mansion was the bitchiest, nastiest human being ever to walk this planet. The minute we stepped out of the truck she thought she had the right to boss us around...why? Because we are younger. She complained about everything we were doing and tried to tell us what we are doing is wrong. Ummm thanks I think I know what I am freaking doing here, you on the other hand have no clue. Then this other lady comes in and she is so sweet and told us how wonderful everything looks and then she introduces herself as the owner of the mansion. That made me laugh a whole lot, because then who the hell was that other lady?! She was not the owner, just some random worker there.

So then nasty lady comes up to me again and I tell her what is left over for food and she shushes me! WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE LADY!!! You are not in charge of this crew, I AM! And you are sure not in charge of me. That was probably the most disrespectful thing I have ever witnessed. Then I hand her the receipt from the bill and she starts bitching at me about how she already took care of this, because I guess she doesn't know what I receipt was.

After that I ushered everyone into the truck, I was done with her shit. So while we were packing a member of the party came out and gave us a tip...I wish he did that right in front of nasty lady.

It just makes me so angry that I am not treated like a professional sometimes, because I am. I know I am only 18, but I am in charge and I know what I am doing. Nobody has the right to tell me how to do my job, except for the bosses at FOSTAASS


Have a fabulous day
LC

I must leave now, so I did not read this over....Kill me Cranky Man