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Tuesday, January 29, 2008, 17:24
Worry
Oh god, triple post. But it can't be helped. I...I'm in a situation now. All right, here's the explanation; Over here, in my father's place, we have two maids. Technically, one works full-time for us while the other has a part-time job elsewhere and works in the house as well. But lately, things hasn't been going well between the part-timer maid and my mom. I'll just label part-timer maid as A and full-time maid as B. B is a maid, all in all, and asks no questions when my mom wants it this way and that. Of course, suggestions were taken into consideration but most of the time, she obeys. A is a part-time maid, and working part-time at a kindergarten. She's obedient and helpful, and since she goes to school and such, she's a bit more educated than B. But when asked to do something exactly and accordingly to mom's wishes, she sometimes refuses and does things her way, thinking that this house is hers and such. Mom's condition is this; she prefers B rather than A. And often, her friendliness to A has its ups and downs, but lately, it's been down in the dumps. Something happened yesterday that made my mom blew off at everyone. It was something to do about disobedience and well, stuff. I don't really bother, as usual. But now that my mom's not here, I have no choice but to get involve. A has been trying to get me on her side so she can use me or something (that's how I see it :S) but I continued to stay calm and collected, and not bothering about things. But when she starts to get on my nerves, I had no choice but to give her the cold face and silently undo whatever she did. The war here is between mom and A, the Cold War, I must say. But for some reason, I'm involved because I'm mom's ally. She sees me that way, but seeing that I don't often bother about stuff around me, she tries to do things her way. But this time, I fought back and reminded her of her place. I can't be too sure, but...she might have some plans of her own. She has many allies here, and my Mom just lost one after blowing up at everyone yesterday. That one that she lost allied with A and...well, that's a plus for A. I only have B here as my ally. To hell with my siblings, they follow whoever gives them more comfort. My brother, most of the time. I don't know, she might try something and just push me around. I...I just have to withstand this. At least until Friday. Mom, please hurry back. =( Labels: worry |