04 November 2012

black market babysitting


in my near decade of babysitting in both cali & NYC, getting paid has always been the most awkward moment of the night. parents slip you a wad of cash without making eye contact and then you thank them and run. (the run is mostly because I want to be far out of sight by the time they notice the dent i made in their supply of snacks.) but they’re just as bad.

what..?
did i just sell you some drugs or something?!

we’re in YOUR living room. it’s fine. this is obviously why i am here. i’m not babysitting out of the joy of your child. i’m here for this exact moment. i’m a young, good looking (i mean, sorta, till I gained 10lbs eating an undetectable but significant amount of goldfish crackers and m&ms that you actually use to reward your kid for using the potty) but the point is, I SHOULD be out on a Saturday night being all single and drunk and stuff, not watching the food network and sneaking a single gram cracker from an already open box because i don’t want you to notice.

really. the snacking i do is significant. don’t think i haven’t perfected my photographic memory to exactly remember how your cupboards are packed so i can dip into the good stuff and stack it right back...it's called babysitting.

but lets get back to this money thing. chasing your kid around with a diaper then magically securing it to their teeny little butt while they’re doing olympic level gymnastic moves  may be all runofthemill for you,  but it ain’t for me, so where’s my money? maybe you’re embarrassed because you somehow know that even though i charge you cab fare, i sill take the subway? or maybe you feel weird when you realize i’m almost as, if not more, educated than you but still babysitting? OR maybe you just noticed that the diameter of the hole in my left sock is equal to the diameter of the diamond ring on your finger? whatevs, so:

PARENTS, PAY YOUR SITTERS WITH SOME DIGNITY. or i mean, just try to tone down the awkwardness, like one degree.

well I mean lets be real.. even if you knocked it UP a notch, i’d still come watch your kid and eat your snacks.