I used to work at a daycare ran within the school. I had nice bosses and enjoyed some of the kids, but some kids were mentally and physically draining and some of the parents were just assholes. I had a coworker who was younger than me and the parents loved her. She was annoying as all hell.
She couldn't be alone with the kids because she was under 18, so she would go run errands and take forever while I would struggle with the kids. She was too dedicated to the job that would not pay her if she chose to stay to midnight cutting out activities for the kids to complain about. There's two conversations that really boil my blood whenever I think her.
The first one is suggesting that I should just take my therapy appointments during my break times. I had therapy the same day every week and I had my schedule around that because I'm a part time. She told me to that I should come in and have my therapy sessions during my breaks. Uhhhhhh no. I sometimes have sessions where I cry and break down, I'm not going to go back to the children and pretend everything is fine and with how they behave I'll probably break down again.
The second conversation was about my ankle. Earlier that year, I had seriously injured my ankle at a trampoline park. I had landed on the ankle itself and heard a pop. I was told I had a severe sprain. I couldn't walk so I couldn't work. I went through physical therapy but it had a lot of pain and kept rolling causing more pain and respraining it. One day while the kids are napping, the coworker asks about my ankle that I was keeping wrapped out to try to help the pain and such. As the conversation goes along she mentions hypochondria. To those who don't know hypochondria is extreme anxiety about one's own health. I was a little pissed at that moment, because what it sounded like she was saying was that the pain wasn't real and that I'm fine and can work normally, but when I found out I basically disconnected the bones in my ankle and needed surgery to put pins and screws to keep it together. Yeahhhhhh if you have a problem and the doctor says it's fine, keep pushing.
I have long since left that job and I miss my coworkers there but I would not like to work with that girl ever again.