Hiring a domestic staff or any human resource can sometimes be overwhelming. Not like I expect it to be a walk in the park, but I sure wasn’t prepared for all that it entailed. Talk about holding interviews, conducting physical examinations, background checks, referees and the works. I recall the very first time I had to employ someone to help with the house chores. My second son was barely 10months old. Except for when he was really hungry or needed a diaper change, he was ‘guy-smiley’. It was strange when he let out a shrill at the mere sight of the girl I was to employ. I ignored him, still he would not stop. She got the job, worked for a few months and it was obvious that I had to let her go.
Many years after, though I have had my shares of ill-mannered staff, I have also been graced with a few good and even great ones. Some that became family as we formed deeper bonds. Since even good things come to an end, those ones too had legit reasons to move on to better things. Besides, I would for them to grow and become economically independent too.
I’m back to seeking for another live-in staff. I’ve walked this path a couple of times. That doesn’t make you less anxious though. I used an entirely different agent this time. The children didn’t take to her. That was odd, especially since my last son was guilty of liking/making friends with even strangers. All the red lights were in my face as I interviewed her, but I needed someone ASAP, so I gave excuses – “I’ll train her”, “she’ll come around”, “the kids will like her soon enough”, “we’ll adjust”. It was an endless list. I employed her still.
Things did not get better as envisaged. They got worse. My children recurrently had issues with her. She was even repeatedly rude and uncouth towards my husband! After a month of loving, instructing, correcting, getting upset, managing, even long-suffering, amidst several complaints from everyone who ever came in contact with her, it was obvious that I had to let her go. I did.