Old employers are like ex boyfriends

[sonrisa]

... and psychically know when is the wrong time to call. (You know how ex boyfriends who left you sad always call right around the time things are starting to work well without them or just as a new guy comes along?)

I was working contract work from home when pregnant with DD. During the month before her birth, they had nothing for me on that project so I never mentioned my pregnancy. They called again two weeks after she was born. Silly me, I signed right on for a full time commitment and never told them about the kid (I could do it on my own schedule! I was up all night already!  Why not work!). It was ridiculous and unsustainable since I had no child care except during the weekly conference call. But I did it anyways. Instead of "sleep when the baby sleeps" I worked when the baby slept. 

So here I am, four weeks before the next kid, and who calls? Yep. Same people. They have a new project that would start right after she is born. You know the ambivalent feeling you get when your ex calls that causes bad decision making? Apparently that applies here too because while I told them about the baby this time, I offered to start part time again when she's around 6 weeks old. At least I learned something from last time? Right? I can work while DD is at preschool and sleeping, right? New baby sleep deprivation isn't such a big deal, right? (I'm an idiot).

[LLL]

can you get help with the baby?

[calledout]

I guess I don't see the problem? Could you line up some childcare during "working hours?"

[Deleted]

Line up child are and go for it if you want!

[sonrisa]

Nov 20, 2013 13:10:22 GMT -5 @astrid said:

This seems like a poor life decision.

Yeah. I agree. Luckily they just responded that they need full time and need someone during December and January. They are protecting me from myself. 

[sonrisa]

Nov 20, 2013 16:48:40 GMT -5 kevin arnold said:

Once I came across an old employer's tee shirt in my closet and it made me wistful.

lol.

I have a beach towel from a different old employer that I use for cleaning up pee accidents. Every time I do, I think of one fuckhead partner I don't have to see anymore. It makes potty accidents almost worth it. I can think of exes whose t-shirts would be great for cleaning bird poop off the car hood.