Worst Day EVER!

Today was an especially crappy day for me.  My client came past my office this morning and told me that the word on the street was that the consulting company I work for was "going under."  I was a bit surprised.  I mean, I knew that things were not going well but I didn't think that they were that dire.  Luckily (or unluckily) my client is right across the street from the consulting company that I work for and I walked over to the offices to find out what was going on.

After speaking with the HR Manager, the Office Manager, and the CEO of my company, I was told that the rumor that I heard was really just that - a rumor.  Then we started talking about my dissatisfaction with working for the company.  I explained that I was unhappy with the way that my departure from my first client with this company was handled.  I also explained that I was disappointed in the way that the lay-off of my manager and subsequent leaving of the Chicago practice lead was communicated which was NOT AT ALL.

I stated my case rather firmly and loudly and used some choice words for the partner that dealt with my first project with the company as well as for the partner that is in charge of now running the practice I belong to.  I didn't mince words and I was probably more vocal that I should have been.  I believe I asked them to lay me off if there was another round of firings coming.  It was a ridiculous request since I'm currently on a project and am bringing money in the door.  Let's be serious, I'm ALWAYS bringing money in the door so the chances of me getting laid off are pretty slim.

The sad thing was that even after I loudly voiced my displeasure with the company despite half a dozen opportunities given to them to do the right thing, they offered me the Chicago practice lead role.  The CEO talked about building a practice around me which I thought was absurd.  When I told them that I wasn't interested, they told me to "think it over."  Seriously.  I left the hour meeting completely annoyed that they hadn't heard anything that I said.

When I got back to the office, I had time to grab lunch and attend a meeting right before I received a phone call from my son's preschool teacher.  Now, I know that I'm new at this preschool thing, but I do know that a call from the teacher is NEVER a good thing.  I was right because his teacher was calling to tell me that he had an "accident" - the pants wetting kind.  She went on to say that he came to school without a pull up and without any underpants.  Yeah - I was shocked and had to ask her to repeat what she said.

Apparently David "forgot" to put any underwear on our oldest son and sent him to preschool in jeans.  Seriously.  So, while I was trying to scrape myself off the office walls, I was hearing how my son didn't have a change of clothes and didn't have any extra underpants or pull ups in his backpack.  Actually, he didn't have his backpack because I packed that stuff in there.  I was then told that my husband, who insisted on being the primary parent to contact, was not answering his phone.

I immediately called David and the teacher was correct, he did NOT answer the phone.  It wasn't until I called the house phone that I finally got a hold of him and that is when my head just spun around 360 degrees and exploded.  David went to go get our son but didn't think to bring a change of clothes for him, so our 4 year old had to ride in a car with wet pants.  The teacher told us that we needed to speak to the principal and that there was a good chance that our son would be asked to leave preschool.

Just when I was getting over our preschool experience from last year, something like this happens and I'm to clean up a mess yet again.  The sad thing is that David didn't "man up" to what he did - there were a zillion reasons why the teacher was wrong and that our son did have underpants on.  In the end, he was wrong and he still didn't own up to it.

The point of this post isn't to lambaste my husband or to show what a crappy father he is.  The point of my post is to vent and to try to get my head around how crappy a day it was.  I don't necessarily want to relive the events - ever again - but I need to purge.  What I was left with before the end of a very long day was the fall out of these 2 little events in my life.  It's amazing to me that 2 things could wreak such havoc.  Not only did I have to "have it out" with the company I work for but I also had to find my son a (potential) new preschool and remind my husband that he is responsible for things like putting underwear on the boys before they leave the house.

I am truly amazed that I haven't lost it entirely and that I was able to complete a full day's worth of work.  I am truly amazed that co-workers that are my client's employees were as supportive as they were.  I am truly amazed that even though it was a crappy, CRAPPY day that I am able to carry on.  Seriously, I think I'm crazy.

Comments

[Mary Anne]

I shall rename you Super Irene. You really should consider it...legally.

[Mike]

David, from one dad to another, 'o sh*t'.

I once put the kids to bed without changing them into pajamas. I guess that's kinda the same....well, maybe not :)

[Amy]

OMG. He forgot to put underpants on the boy? WTF? And now they're going to kick the boy out of preschool because he had an accident? That doesn't make any sense. All kids have accidents.

Time to send David back to work and hire a nanny. And time to look for a new job.

You sure have a full plate, Irene. I don't think it can hold much more. David's mistake...unforgivable if he were my husband. He's lucky you're more level-headed than I am.

[Carrie]

What is the big deal about forgetting underpants? Unforgivable? I can see that if he was supposed to have a diaper on and didn't that's a big deal, but underpants? I cannot count the times that I realized after the fact that mine had gone off to school without them. For one thing, just about every time she uses the bathroom she leaves them on the floor and puts her pants back on without them. I think by 3 most kids are partially or completely dressing themselves so surely the teacher would be understanding if that little detail gets forgotten.