Do Your Job

Carla received a call on her cellphone from the school nurse to inform her that her son had an upset stomach. “Can you share with me what you gave him for breakfast this morning?” the nurse asked.

“Well, I don’t see how that’s any of your business,” Carla said, “but I made him a stack of blueberry pancakes. And do you know what that capricious little brat did? He caused the stack of pancakes to topple to the floor.”

“And then what did you do?” the nurse asked.

“I was pissed. I was already running late for work and in my haste to get him off to school, I picked up the pancakes from the floor and made the little fucker eat every last bite,” Carla said.

“Mrs. Abernathy, your son is running a slight fever and he’s in pain. I think you need to pick him up from school and take him to see his doctor,” the nurse said.

“Listen, you’re the school nurse and my son’s at school, so do your job, dammit,” Carla said, “I’m a single mother, I’m at work, and my boss is giving me the stink-eye for taking a personal call. Since you’re a nurse, I’m going to delegate to you the responsibility for looking after my little angel until the end of the school day when I can pick him up.”

And with that, Carla hung up the phone.


Written for these daily prompts: The Daily Spur (nurse), Ragtag Daily Prompt (breakfast), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (capricious), MMA Storytime (topple), Word of the Day Challenge (haste), and Your Daily Word Prompt (delegate).

14 thoughts on “Do Your Job

  1. bushboy May 27, 2021 / 5:15 am

    I can hardly wait for her to get that little fucker home 😀

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    • Marleen May 27, 2021 / 12:16 pm

      The struggle (and not only, although very often more so, for single moms) is real — which I fully see even though “the struggle” and it being “real” is “a meme.” For nurses too.

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  2. Marleen May 28, 2021 / 10:08 am

    When my children were growing up, I didn’t use “that kind” of terminology about them. Not only that, I didn’t even call them brats. Further still, my husband was the most difficult (more so than all the children), and I didn’t call him names or put on labels with him. At a certain point, though, I remember a first (if not the first) characterization I arrived at due to observation was that it was like living with an Alzheimer’s patient (except that he did do “his job” where the family or home wasn’t concerned). Beyond that (and something along similar lines with my mother), it has been in areas mostly other than professional interactions with children that I have encountered the wonderment of people not doing their jobs. It sort of boggled my mind, as it seemed the pressure was always to perform well (in school and so forth). I was doing a job for which you get no pay and realizing it wasn’t valued because it didn’t get pay. So what was going on with these people who were getting paid?* This has continued on after my children are grown. I won’t get into specifics; I know that, even if I encountered someone like that in a particular field, there are other people in that field who are or would be conscientious.

    *As I said, it’s been mostly experienced with people who weren’t professionally interacting with any of my children. I have no negative school nurse stories. Also, I’ve learned over time, although an aunt of mine was a nurse and didn’t tell horror stories, that nurses take a lot of the brunt of things in their environments. We saw more of that in the last year, but it’s not very unusual.

    An added “layer” is the fact that getting paid isn’t what it used to be for most people, culturally. And, dangflabbit, there needs to be more respect for moms who work (or dads too) so they can do things like this for their children. But the love of money (our form of capitalist culture in the shape it’s in after decades of right-leaning politics) has become not very life sustaining.

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  3. leigha66 May 31, 2021 / 6:44 pm

    It is very hard for working parents when kids are sick… they can’t go to school or day care, and some bosses really frown on taking time off for kids. They are stuck between a rock and a hard place.

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