tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093978464674201909.post2387570269910731448..comments2010-03-03T13:48:06.226-07:00Childfree Chickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11624730662563056456noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093978464674201909.post-71218358071200153362010-03-03T13:48:06.208-07:002010-03-03T13:48:06.208-07:00You are all a bunch of selfish fucking pussies.kylisnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093978464674201909.post-69646523792533414412009-08-25T17:34:49.820-07:002009-08-25T17:34:49.820-07:00We didn&#39;t really have a Bring Your Own Yardmonkey day at my former workplace, but it got to the point where people just dragged the kids in on any old day... (Because Americans, unlike the French, English, and other rational people, don&#39;t know how to live when they&#39;re not working!)<br /><br />(And they don&#39;t know how to drink!)<br /><br />Well, resident mommy in the office was the only one (until I quit and she got to pick out my replacement). She was the archetypal narcisstic, spoiled 12-years-of-ballet-lessons despite being always a little round, daddy-paid-for-everything-including-Spring-Break (I spent my Spring Breaks cocktail waitressing, so&#39;s I could go to college), everybody-see-how-smart-I-am? knowitall criticizing entitlemoo who e-mailed her daughter&#39;s mermaid-themed birthday party to the entire office! And put her kids photos on her section newsletter! (Photos of diaper-whipped hubby nowhere to be seen - that&#39;s okay, since he never smiles anyway.) Oh Christ, I came close to saying something when one of the Design&amp;Ed people asked me for advice on her newsletter when SupremeMoommyBattleAxe was out one day. I wanted to say, &quot;I would take out all the pictures of her and her brats, and cross out half her adjectives.&quot; You&#39;re just going to have to take my word for it that she was jealous of me, which accounted for her vicious backstabbing. Frankly, this woman was a one-man BYCTWD and that was enough! (So glad I don&#39;t have kids for all the obvious reasons, but now, one more: Can you imagine how she would have gotten her advice-claws into me then?)<br /><br />I want to remain secret for now so I&#39;m posting as Anon, but I&#39;ll follow-up with a secret blog handshake soon. So glad I found your blog!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093978464674201909.post-1333508025889958462009-06-30T23:28:13.953-07:002009-06-30T23:28:13.953-07:00In one workplace in my former career (I&#39;m retired) this happened, yet only one person brought her kids to work. She was a staffer of mine, extremely centered and balanced, one of the most productive workers in the organization. Reliable, dependable, always on time. She literally put her kids to work the moment they arrived. They were ages 6 and 9. She was in the middle of a press release mailing. So had them sit at the conference table and fold and stuff press releases and the accompanying research report, apply stamps and address labels, and then when they thought they were done she sat down with them and checked each and every envelope against the spreadsheet printout, and had the children double-check the contents. Then they hand sorted them in bulk mail order, then delivered them for mailing. <br /><br />She was a part-time staffer and left that day around 2 p.m. The kids came by with their mom to say good bye to me--they were pretty grounded and neat small people, and extremely well behaved. They also thanked me for the chance to come be in the workplace that day. <br /><br />I asked them what they thought of their day at work with mom. <br /><br />The older, the boy, said &quot;If this is what mom does at work so we can afford more things at home, man, we need to figure out how to want less things!&quot; <br /><br />The little girl said, &quot;It was hard and it was boring. But mom&#39;s at work to help the family. I can&#39;t wait till I grow up and can help some more!&quot;<br /><br />That little family was the only couple and kids I&#39;ve known in the past 20 years who really truly seemed to be happy with each other and each other&#39;s company. The marriage seemed strong, it endured past the kids&#39; growing up, the parents kept growing and evolving, the children had gravity and intelligence and heart at an early age...but I never for one moment assumed that they were anything other than a wondrous exception to all the rules!<br /><br />YKYMAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093978464674201909.post-19887483604919482332009-04-12T09:35:00.000-07:002009-04-12T09:35:00.000-07:00Yes, my work allows this. In fact people seem to bring their kids whenever the fuck they feel like it. Like if it's a school holiday you can expect many kids to be accompanying their breeder parents to work. I find it annoying for sure. Work is not a place for children. You won't get any "oooh, you're kid is so cute" shit from me. The funny thing is, that everyone at my work has remote access so why the hell don't they just work from home when their kids have a day off from school? And here's my other complaint about that. Why can't I bring my cats to work? They're much cuter than these fucking breeders kids.Diannenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093978464674201909.post-30089140062041029242009-04-08T17:24:00.000-07:002009-04-08T17:24:00.000-07:00All I know is I use to LOVE bring your daughter to work day when I was a kid because it was just so much fun to go with my Dad for the day. <BR/><BR/>Then again my dad did work in the State Prison ;-)Margot Is Your Herohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18159479944031178356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093978464674201909.post-9220616024100385132009-04-07T05:28:00.000-07:002009-04-07T05:28:00.000-07:00Thank Dog we don't have such a policy at my job. We're in Quebec, so there is no such "official day", but sometimes employees bring their babies to show them, like a picture is not enough. I hide in my cube those days and blast heavy metal in my iPod the moment it starts crying. Babies and kids don't have any business in the workplace. A business is not a daycare center.Mrs. Ogrenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093978464674201909.post-71508982817988271192009-04-06T09:20:00.000-07:002009-04-06T09:20:00.000-07:00Hi--<BR/><BR/>Timely: check out NPR's story on "babies at work:" the mother they interview says how "great," "wonderful," "positive," "stress-reducing," etc. it was to bring her baby to work. For WHOM, other than the mother? Jeez, leave the baby at home! If my company had a policy like that I would go find another fucking job.<BR/><BR/>http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=17923405Erinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093978464674201909.post-23774192660672383552009-04-02T08:56:00.000-07:002009-04-02T08:56:00.000-07:00I'm not sure if employees are encouraged to bring their children to work on the official day, but it's certainly not frowned upon. Some people bring their children when the kids have a day off and they don't have a sitter, but for the most part these kids are quite and no trouble at all. What bothers me is when people bring their babies or little kids in to work and just let them cry or yap or run around.<BR/><BR/>Bring Your Child To Work Day is supposed to give kids an idea of a working environment and help them form opinions on what they might like to do when they grow up. I went to work with both of my parents. But it was only when I was old enough that I could gain anything from it. Babies and young children have no place in an office environment, and children have no place in many work environments at all. Bring Your Child on Patrol Day? I think not.Elexinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900512169920882213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093978464674201909.post-78470214291163629592009-04-02T08:41:00.000-07:002009-04-02T08:41:00.000-07:00My amazing boss doesn't let children in. The Moos complain but they're the ones who put themselves on the Mammy track, so of course they're bitter, right? <BR/><BR/>My parents used to take me into work occasionally if they had no other options. I don't think it's so bad if your colleagues are PNBs. My parents made sure I didn't bother anyone. (They're in the "seen when necessary and not heard" camp.) I was bored out of my skull, but the workplace isn't for children. What's the point of these days anyway? If you can't pass on a work ethic to your children or help them aspire to various jobs, why should other people do it for you? If it's the "it takes a village" mentality, can the village at least criticise the parents?Liznoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093978464674201909.post-25478643848139497452009-04-01T22:38:00.000-07:002009-04-01T22:38:00.000-07:00We don't have this where I work. But I work third shift at a hotel, so I don't see much of anybody except for the person I'm relieving at night and the crew that comes in in the morning. However, a lot of the housekeeping staff are entitlemoo breeders and they sometimes have their kids with them. One of them has an attitude with me a lot because every time she brings her kids in she'll babystalk me and when I don't pay any attention she'll walk away saying something like "Come on let's go. I think we're bothering her over there." And of course she'll say it all loud, trying to lay the guilt trip. Sorry honey, YOU had them not me. It's not in my job description to drool over your ugly kids. Yes, her kids are ugly.GypsyWytchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04677456684693197122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093978464674201909.post-28478220195979237692009-04-01T21:34:00.000-07:002009-04-01T21:34:00.000-07:00When I worked in an office, we did not have official "bring the brat to work" days, but co-workers--one woman in particular loved to do this--would bring their snot-monsters to work <I>when they were too sick to go to pre-school or grade school</I>. One notably noxious day, this woman let her germ-ridden brat climb, drool, and hork all over my work station when I was out picking up a sandwich--when I got back I noted the kid was sick, wiped everything down, but still ended up with a case of strep from her icky offspring. Grrr! If the kid's not old enough to sit still and watch the parent work and learn something, leave them the hell at home! (Not that I'm bitter. Ha ha!)Erinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3093978464674201909.post-81764254831154433682009-04-01T14:33:00.000-07:002009-04-01T14:33:00.000-07:00Yes, my office does this as well. We actually have a whole committee designed just to plan events and activities for the children on this day so their parents can actually get some work done. Not that I'm bitter.DocElectronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02301893849950404073noreply@blogger.com