And a week later....

Ok.
So I haven't written in here for a week. I've been in jail..


LOL..no! Not really but it sounded good, you know?
I have been busy though. Plus I've been feeling a little homesick for Maine. I am normally packing up things to go home to spend some quality time with my family during this week of the year.
But this year...*sigh*...I won't be making the trip.
Things came up and stuff happened and to make a long story short we can't afford it.

I'm crushed...

I guess this means that I'll have to booze it up somewhere else. I was kind of thinking that maybe I could hit up the wave pool in Boone county. I'm sure that I could manage to find a couple of families there who'd be more than happy to get into an argument with me and with eachother, ending in nudity and fist fighting and vomiting.
Man...I'd feel like I was in Maine...right at home...

Eh...I'm just kidding...or am I?

I was talking to one of my daughters today about her babysitting job. She has only been at it for two weeks and she's already wishing that school was going to start. Actually, she is hanging in there and I think she gets the whole concept of working because you need the money deal.I mean...who actually likes their job?
I think she's got it good. It's not an every day thing and the hours aren't that bad. It still gives her enough free time to do other things.

Now when I was a young girl, I used to have to walk up the hill in ten feet of snow both ways to even get to my babysitting job.
Well..
I had to work for perverts and crazy people and party animals. I guess that's probably closer to the truth but old people always tell the uphill in the snow story, so I had to try it out...

I think one of the dads I babysat for had the hots for me. Let's just say that I was pretty developed for 13. I wasn't bad looking and certainly didn't look 13. I looked more like 16. But yeah, he was always hugging on me and touching me....bleh. It grossed me out. Then when I accidentally found his hidden stash of porno in the bathroom and all kinds of pages with blondes were marked, and wrinkled and smeared and stuck together...ewww...I stopped baby sitting.
The thought of some one's dad shining up his ramming apple and thinking of me just disgusted me.

I babysat for a couple called the Thompson's too. I did EVERYTHING for those people. They paid me good so the extra housework was ok. They would come home really late and then offer me a hit of their joint or a beer.I always declined and would just laugh at them because they were both so mellow. I guess the thought never occurred to me that I shouldn't ride home with either one of them.
I stayed the night, once. I woke up to Tony coming out of the bedroom, completely naked and walking through the living room to go to the fridge and get a drink of milk.

Got milk?

I didn't stay again after that. That was pretty heavy for a 13 year old girl. I still babysat though. They were pretty harmless.

The worst experience of my life was when I babysat for the Baptist preacher and his wife. The kids were great. Two boys and the sweetest boys around. We played out hearts out every day. But their mom was convinced I was a 'bad girl'. Plus their dog hated my guts. It looked like the dog on Frasier...except it would walk into walls and I think it had a vision problem.
Anyway, these crazy people would ration out the food. We were only allowed to eat what was assigned us during the day. I was not allowed to eat anything else and neither were the kids. She would literally walk in the door and check the food to make sure. I didn't care much because I would bring my own stuff...and I gave the boys the only soda they probably ever had in their lives. I bet they still think of me and remember me as a bright spot in their lives.
*smile*
She was constantly cutting my appearance to pieces...my hair, my too short shorts, my too low cut shirts..you name it.
The final straw came one day when the stupid dog bit me. I was trying to tie it out and it bit me so I let it go and it ran away. It came back after she and her husband came home, but when she got home that day and didn't see the dog, she screeched at me and fired me instantly. She didn't even look at the bite on my arm, which you could clearly see.
So I just left as she yelled and screamed at me.
She didn't even pay me for the two weeks I had watched the boys for her.
So I waited.
I waited a whole month in fact.
I waited for the Baptist Vacation Bible School to begin.
And I went to it.
I went for several days in fact.
Then, when she was in the midst of a large number of church ladies, (some who had been my teachers and who LOVED me) I asked her if she would be able to pay me for the two weeks I had babysat the boys for her.
She turned white. I knew she didn't want to pay me.
She mumbled something about not having any money on her and that I'd have to come by the house. I told her that she could just write me a check.
She paled...
I knew she didn't want to make a scene in front of the other ladies so what choice did she have?
She wrote me a check (which I think she had every intention of stopping payment on)and practically threw it at me. I left the church and walked to the gas station where my mother worked and cashed it.
So much for stiffing me BITCH...

I was pretty smart for a 13 year old huh?

So, does anyone have any horror babysitting stories to share? What about funny ones? Did you ever have a babysitter from hell?
I don't know...I was tired and bored and didn't dare leave the house for fear of Elderly Hell day and I found myself thinking about the past...

So go ahead and share your babysitting stories with me. I know someone has got to have a story...