As I write this, I am at my grandparents on my mother's side, and am watching over their dog. Which comes with some responsibilities.
There is something about having responsibilities that makes me cringe. I don't like having something I'm not too familiar with under my whole protection.
Like I'll never forget when I was alone at my job with the kids (12-13 yrs old) and one of the changing rooms where they stored all their phones, moneys etc got locked. The lock went all crazy and didn't open, even though it was open for them to store their stuff in there.
I had no keys as my co worker (who is the key owner) was ill in a town 50 km from the town I was in. The students' stuff was locked away...
So in full panic I sent a few of the kids to the office to see if someone with the keys was there, but the office had shut down half an hour earlier. When the next group of kids came along I had to explain to them that we can't start the lesson until we got the bags out of the room.
One of the newly arrived teenagers had a number to one of the persons who worked at a office in the building who might have the keys. So I had to get over the fear of calling to unknown persons and nicely asked her to drive to the building.
But one thing I didn't know was that one of the kids had a mum who owned keys. AND SHE DIDN'T TELL ME.
A few minutes later the mum arrives and unlocks the room. I thought it was the woman who I called, but it turned out the woman I asked to unlock the door came when we got on with the club.
She didn't show her anger when I told her that another person just had been there. But I guess she got mad, as she drove to the work place all for nothing.
That was not nice!
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