BusynMember
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I'd just about figured I'd quit my job because things weren't getting better. I told the head honcho about the bus driver's blatant, almost prideful racial remarks and everyone seemed hostile. He called me into his office and tag-teamed me with the woman who is under him and it was a mess so I left, with a heavy heart. I didn't think I'd gotten through to them at all. Both of them were yelling at me faster than I could think. I was just going to hang it up and look for another job.
This morning I got a phone call from the Big Boss again! He told me to come in. I didn't want to at first, but he said, "Please."
Recall that I was both upset because these two were grilling me about my disability, asking me in a very rude and intimidating way (both at the same time) if I can tell if a child had a seizure or if my "face blindness" made me unable to tell. Also, the bus driver is such a racist that I didn't want her to drive my son. I was ready to act on the racist part and take my advocate to school, demanding my son NOT have her as a driver. It turned out, I didn't have to.
Oh, did I forget to mention that I called the owner of the company and told HIM everything...tee hee?
Well, my boss couldn't have been nicer this morning. He has suspended the driver without pay for five days, then said he would make sure I am satisfied with my son's bus ride. He told me that the idiot bus driver ADMITTED to what she said. How stupid! I mean, I'm glad she has so little shame over her racism that she admitted I'd told the truth, but how STUPID she is to think that other people won't be put off by her Slave Days mentality. Wow. I also asked the boss why my son never had his seat belt on. I knew Driver never made the older kids put their belts on because I'd come on after my son's route, and all the belts would be stuffed behind the seats. I wanted my son to ALWAYS have a seat belt. Well, when I mentioned that the older kids didn't wear seat belts, my boss turned red and asked what I meant. When I told him, he said, "THAT will never happen again. THAT'S what the seat belts are for! They're all supposed to wear them!" We talked some more and I think he realizes now that this lady is not only incompetent, but playing by her own rules. My biggest shock is that, after spending two months securing kids in wheelchairs (no small taste to somebody with a severe NonVerbal Learning Disorder (NVLD)), I found out that was HER job all along! He was so angry at her for telling me that I was supposed to do everything for the kids, and SHE was supposed to just do the driving. He said, "You are NOT getting paid to secure wheelchairs." We also talked about the seizure issue, and I said that I'm not a nurse and can relay if a child is acting strange, but can't diagnose a seizure. And he said, "That's not your job! Just tell the driver if the child is acting strange, and leave the rest to her." Seems like after all the angst over both the job and the thought of this bitter, disturbed woman driving my son (let's not forget that she says the word "BLACK" about ten times every time I drive with her, and she doesn't mean the color of the car in front of us). I am excited about my job now. Big Boss asked if I'd help the new driver learn the route. OF course I said I would help in any way.
I feel all the kids have won. This woman told me so much about herself and I don't judge people normally on "stability" lol. But this lady needs so much help before she works with kids. If I had to diagnose her, I'd say untreated borderline personality disorder. She's a drama queen with a need to be a hero to these kids and a real control freak, yet she had two abusive husbands who not only beat on her, but her children. And that's just the tip of it.
I'm still in shock that anyone gave my opinion any value and that everything is going to be all right. If you read all this, thanks!
This morning I got a phone call from the Big Boss again! He told me to come in. I didn't want to at first, but he said, "Please."
Recall that I was both upset because these two were grilling me about my disability, asking me in a very rude and intimidating way (both at the same time) if I can tell if a child had a seizure or if my "face blindness" made me unable to tell. Also, the bus driver is such a racist that I didn't want her to drive my son. I was ready to act on the racist part and take my advocate to school, demanding my son NOT have her as a driver. It turned out, I didn't have to.
Oh, did I forget to mention that I called the owner of the company and told HIM everything...tee hee?
Well, my boss couldn't have been nicer this morning. He has suspended the driver without pay for five days, then said he would make sure I am satisfied with my son's bus ride. He told me that the idiot bus driver ADMITTED to what she said. How stupid! I mean, I'm glad she has so little shame over her racism that she admitted I'd told the truth, but how STUPID she is to think that other people won't be put off by her Slave Days mentality. Wow. I also asked the boss why my son never had his seat belt on. I knew Driver never made the older kids put their belts on because I'd come on after my son's route, and all the belts would be stuffed behind the seats. I wanted my son to ALWAYS have a seat belt. Well, when I mentioned that the older kids didn't wear seat belts, my boss turned red and asked what I meant. When I told him, he said, "THAT will never happen again. THAT'S what the seat belts are for! They're all supposed to wear them!" We talked some more and I think he realizes now that this lady is not only incompetent, but playing by her own rules. My biggest shock is that, after spending two months securing kids in wheelchairs (no small taste to somebody with a severe NonVerbal Learning Disorder (NVLD)), I found out that was HER job all along! He was so angry at her for telling me that I was supposed to do everything for the kids, and SHE was supposed to just do the driving. He said, "You are NOT getting paid to secure wheelchairs." We also talked about the seizure issue, and I said that I'm not a nurse and can relay if a child is acting strange, but can't diagnose a seizure. And he said, "That's not your job! Just tell the driver if the child is acting strange, and leave the rest to her." Seems like after all the angst over both the job and the thought of this bitter, disturbed woman driving my son (let's not forget that she says the word "BLACK" about ten times every time I drive with her, and she doesn't mean the color of the car in front of us). I am excited about my job now. Big Boss asked if I'd help the new driver learn the route. OF course I said I would help in any way.
I feel all the kids have won. This woman told me so much about herself and I don't judge people normally on "stability" lol. But this lady needs so much help before she works with kids. If I had to diagnose her, I'd say untreated borderline personality disorder. She's a drama queen with a need to be a hero to these kids and a real control freak, yet she had two abusive husbands who not only beat on her, but her children. And that's just the tip of it.
I'm still in shock that anyone gave my opinion any value and that everything is going to be all right. If you read all this, thanks!