Today, my supposedly fifth yaya left us after a total of 12 days in training. She had "borrowed" my sister's phone charger without permission (technically, taking something without the owner's knowledge is called stealing, right?) and now the charger has gone missing. Without getting into the petty details, suffice it to say that she has trouble in the values department as she explained that she only took it because she had every intention of returning it anyway (insert confused emoticon with ? here). So, following the same logic, if she took my son Vito out of my house without permission and brought him back after 4 days, that would be totally acceptable because she will have had every intention of bringing him back anyway, right? I don't think so...
In spite of this, I didn't ask her to leave. I had wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt being a believer in second chances and honest mistakes. But she made the decision to leave anyway, since she couldn't take the heat from the other maids in my house as well as those at my mom's house where the entire fiasco on my sister's phone charger happened. Only after she left tonight did I hear about the other back stories on her pakialamera ways. As my mom would put it, better finding out this early that she couldn't be trusted. This may well be a blessing in disguise.
This wouldn't be the first time that I experience another domestic tragedy in my quest for a competent, nurturing and honest yaya for my son. I punch the "Reset" button on my imaginary time clock yet again. It's Day 1 of my search for Vito's yaya. I wonder how long it will take this time...
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