An entitled Karen refuses to pay for my services after I tirelessly worked to take care of her

kid as her nanny. Here's what happened. I have worked in child care for half of my working life

at different centers, but also as a nanny and as a babysitter. As you can imagine,

I've run into a lot of entitled Karen's over the years. And this particular situation was

definitely a lot worse than some of the other ones. First of all, I took this particular job

because I needed something income wise, so I could keep my apartment. I stuck with this job

longer than I should have and honestly in the long run, I regret it. This entitled Karen that I

was working for was a working single mom, and her absolutely sweet heart of a child needed medical

and behavioral interventions. So she got the state's assistance. The state gave me this job through

the welfare employment office. With child care that is state subsidized, the government pays part

of the wage and the parent pays the rest. That's how it's supposed to work and that's how it's

always supposed to work. This is going to be important later. This was back in 2005, so minimum

wage at the time was $7.25 an hour. The government would pay for half and then the parent was supposed

to pick up the other half. All this in accordance with the contract for the job. It varies depending

on the needs of the family, but the state paid me about $3.66 an hour and this entitled Karen was

supposed to pay me $3.65 an hour at the end of each day. I met with a family and talked over these

terms and everything was agreed upon and signed by both parties. I then turned a copy of the paperwork

back into the employment office for their records. The next day, which was my full day of working

with this entitled Karen and her child, thankfully all went really well. It was mostly spent with me

as well as this child getting to know each other and getting used to each other. The kid did try to

test boundaries just a little bit, but I was very firm on enforcing routines that we already

established. For me, it was a pretty standard first day, something that I would normally expect.

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