Warning! An I Hate Children Post!

Okay, I don't "hate" them (that's such a harsh word), but I do "dislike and loathe" them strongly. Particularly any that I am not related to or know personally. All children, babies, infants, toddlers, dirty Williamsburg hipster offspring (or "dirtbags-in-training" as I like to call them), and all the fucking other names they give kiddos these days, are not my thing. They skeeve me out. I much prefer old people. So, what I absolutely DO HATE is when people assume that other people like kids just because they are, well, kids. For example, my boss's 4-year-old niece visited the office last week. Cute kid, but do I give a shit? No. I've got work to do and my boss seemed completely oblivious to the fact that a 4-year-old would NOT remain fully attentive/occupied for an entire morning in an office w/nothing but a few apple slices and a coloring book (I've served my time babysitting!I know!). Anyway, not only did my boss ask if I'd read it a storybook, but she just ASSUMED I would. She was terribly mistaken. Babysitting is not in my job description. I get paid shit wage as it is, so the last thing I want to do is hang around a kid (and likely catch a nasty cold from its inevitably grimy mitts!)So, she was taken aback when I responded, "I don't get along so well with the kids, sorry." Ha! Take that! Score one for the childless!