If I didn't already hate this holiday

I get that Valentine's day is about the love. But as someone who has NEVER had a love on Valentine's day I hold a deep seeded disgusted for this holiday. The fact that it is over a weekend this year is making me more angsty then normal.....People drag out their brag posts for day's when it is over a weekend. 

So being the designated single person I always seem to be the person watching everyone's kids. I love kids but there are some day's that I really shouldn't be around people and this weekend is defintely one of those times. Well, tonight was a new level of disgust for me. About 3 weeks ago I was friend requested by one of my sister's co-workers and quickly after was asked to babysit. Being a nanny this often happens specially after I have already been around that persons children. I can't help it that I get along with kids.

ANYWAYS........

So after being asked to babysit the day before V-day. I had to drag all the information about location, time, and kids interest from this parent. Seriously dude, you want me to take care of your children you need to set me up to succeed not fail. After a long day with my sassy, non-nap taking, learning to walk, into everything, nephew I was already on a fast path to being extremely bitchie. Still having to ask the parents where I was to park since they lived in a townhouse with weird parking, I finally make it there. The kids were pleasent enough and we decorated cookies(which I baked and then cleaned up after). The youngest being spoiled and tried to pitch multiple fits while saying things were stupid and unfair....that's right kid I am being un-fair when we play operation when the rules clearly state you make the nose light your turn is over, I am being unfair because I am making you play by the rules and not letting you have your way and play willy nilly.

3 hours later, cookies decorated, eaten, pj's on, and multiple games played, parents are back. The kids and I finish playing candy land and while we do that the parents disappear upstairs, which I thought was odd. Game finished one kid pissed because he lost(again we were mean, very sore loser) and one parent is back down stairs changed out of nice dinner clothes. I waited thinking ok I guess he is going to pay me. Then he just kind of flopped on the couch and then I realized he wasn't going to. After this realization I was thought, bump this I am out. I started getting my stuff together and he says, oh she should be down in a second she is changing. At this statement I thought 'oh I guess she is going to pay me'. 

Let me state that I am a nanny, I do not make big bucks. So when I say I will watch your kids on mother freaking Valentine's day, a day I lothe with extreme passion, I expect to be paid(at least gas money). 

The mother comes down stairs, no money in hand, and says we will have to take you to dinner some time. My brain had to stop by mouth from saying, what the fuck; I am pretty certain that my face said it. She then went on to tell me about the dinner they had at the fancy restraunt and some other menial things that I polite responded too.

I do not know about anyone else but when I am pissed leaving a situation I tend to yell to myself in the car. So there was ALOT of yelling. I am still dumb founded by the fact that you would ask me to watch your children several weeks out and you didn't budget to pay me. I am not a 16 year old kid and I don't live close to these people, so why would you not have atleast given me gas money. I really love the 'we will have to take you to dinner some time' statement. I wanted to tell her, heffer we aren't friends when will we ever go to dinner together, um never! Specially since I go back to the mainland in June.

Honestly, I am so hurt by the fact that this person would disrespect my time like this. I already hate life because of this stupid holiday, which they got to celebrate without kids because of me. But now I am refusing to watch anyone elses damn children on Valentine's day ever again(unless it is my nephew, which I am watching tomorrow). I do not know how I became the single person who is the designated child watcher on romantic holiday's or events, but I am done.

I really wish throat punching people wasn't frowned on.