My Year as a Nanny: Tending Mary Jane

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12 Responses

  1. Joanne says:

    I’ll tell you about the bong under the steps if you tell us about the ham.

    • Jocelyn says:

      Hell, but that comment was worth waiting for, Joanne. You made me snort.

      Yea, one time I was supposed to put a ham in the oven for their dinner, but–like a stoned person–I totally spaced it out…until I was driving home at the end of the day. So I called and apologized, and they told me they were ordering pizzas (like stoned people), and it was all a bunch of nothing that I still remember 25 years later.

      AND SO THAT BONG UNDER THE STEPS?

  2. christopher says:

    And in Colorado the two choices seem like a no-brainer now.

  3. Great story. And – my Pig Latin – too long since I’ve tried to use it. Maybe if I were stoned, it would come back. Maybe.

  4. So, from babysitter to middle-person! 🙂 All in the space of a cough… or a puff. Some people, huh!

    Greetings from London.

  5. There’s something about the idea of asking your child’s sitter to hook you up with a new dealer that raises the hair on the back of my neck.

  6. chlost says:

    Never did much babysitting-yes, even nannies are really babysitting. But when I did, it was about 50 cents to $1 an hour. Maybe when you pay a nanny, you pay more. Maybe when you pay a nanny who can hook you up with some drugs, it is worth even more. Yeah, this whole thing is really very, very strange the way we say we value our children.

    • Jocelyn says:

      When I was a teenager and babysitting, the going rate was $1/hour. But since this was a full-time job of 40 hrs/week and occasionally more, they had to pay me enough to pay rent. With enough left over for Ramen!

  7. Friko says:

    I wonder if smoking pot is still as bad as it gets or if you’d find needles, spoons, lighters and silver paper now? I have no idea what goes on in the real world since I’ve left behind the days of the friendly confessional.

    I never did any babysitting at all, I did some real menial work instead. I never had the patience to look after small children, my own being hard enough to cope with.

  8. Jess says:

    I was a nanny for over a decade and the closest experience I ever had to this was the time the creepy husband came home staggering drunk from dinner at the neighbors and wouldn’t let me leave. He was leaning way too close and swaying slightly while he told me about how I was smart because I read books. His wife was as mortified as I was and she kept yelling at him to let me go home because I didn’t want to listen to his ramblings. Awkward.

  9. Bone says:

    This story was sort of like a road I’d never been on. I had no idea where it was going. But I loved the ending.

  10. Robin says:

    Well done. I feel like I know this situation and can imagine it completely, even though I never experienced anything like this myself, though there were those few times in high school when the dad of one family I babysat for would drive me home even though he was obviously intoxicated. Wish I’d had more courage at the time to do or say something. Instead, I just buckled my seatbelt and held onto the door handle.

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