| Like the other complaint, Marci and I had gotten along great during the interview process. We talk almost every other day and when I learned that I gotten the job, I was estatic! I had understand that the agreements where 45 hours would equal $300 a week. Well that turns out to be $6.67 per hour and the min. wage in CA is $8.
The closest to 45 hours I worked was 36. When I had asked for more hours or a higher pay, my hours were cut back. My bills were becoming past due and at one time my car was threatened to be repo-ed. I had spoken my concerns with her but I don't think she understood them.
During the interview process she had made me aware that her boys were going to be tough and they would say things like "You're the worst nanny ever!" and "I hate you!" and "You should be fired!" I took that into consideration and she had told me wouldn't last that long. The boys would say these thing up to the day I left.
As well with the other complaint, Marci had also told me that I would be working hand-in-hand with her and she liked to keep the house tidy. Well once I got there, I felt more like a maid than a nanny. I did all the house cleaning, the dishes, the bed making, and most of the laundry. And once I was done cleaning, the boys would mess up were I had cleaned. It was almost impossible to keep the house clean.
When I started my day, the breakfast dishes would still be uncleaned and food was left out. And the cooking with the family was short order. I grew up in a house where the family all sat down and ate the same thing. Not with Marci and her boys. You have to make individual dinners for them. And I did most of the cooking.
On Marci's profile it says "You will visit Chuck E. Cheese more than the mascot mouse.." I never went to Chuck E. Cheese with the family. I did go to the park but most of it was with Brady, who is Autistic. It also says "We are all responsible, very nice, and very appreciative of the nannies who help with the care of our children. You can therefore count on being welcomed into the family with open arms, and treated with courtesy and respect." I rarely felt respected ad appreciated.
No matter how hard I worked, Marci found something to critizie. I had also spoken with Marci about the importance of me going to church on Sunday. She had told me prior to coming down that she could find away to work around my church hours.
Once I moved down, she had me working during those hours saying "It's the only time my husband and I can get out." I told that I'd be happy to work longer during the week if there was a night you wanted to get out but that only happened once and it was their 10 year anniv.
At one point I asked if every other week on Sunday, if I could get at least an hour and a half so i could go to part of church. She agreed but when Sunday came, she would have a list of chores for me to do that made it impossible for me to leave. And with the chores she gave me, they took up my whole shift or more. |
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