Well, today the Mom came over and declared that she had decided this just wasn't working out at all (I've not even seen her since her last decision of me being a part-time nanny). Fine. This is ridiculous. How can you bring a woman over from across the world and then after two weeks, fire her? And if you have improvements for someone, shouldn't you suggest them instead of deciding that your "styles" just don't match?
And friends and family, since when am I a poor organizer, house cleaner, or teacher?
Bloody hell. I feel somewhat insulted. I know I worked those kids hard and they have shown improvement in their work. I know that I don't know how to cook Vietnamese food, but that if they gave me half a chance I could have learned. And as far as the dish washing thing goes, jeez! Just ask me to do them again, don't fire me! The really crappy thing is that now I have to move, so I'm both job hunting and apartment hunting in a city I've only lived in for two weeks.
What they owe me is my plane fare home. That's the deal. Well, I think I could still have some fun in Saigon for a few months, tutoring and substituting and all that, so I want them to just give me the money for the ticket and let me decide the date. But no, they're trying to book me on China airlines because it's cheaper (but they don't fly to Charlotte, so I'd be stranded in NYC).
This is crap.
But Mom, if you're reading this, don't worry. I still have money in savings, and I have friends who will help me. I will not be homeless in Saigon. (But if I were, I would definitely want to be one of the sugar-cane juice sellers).