Working as a nanny!
July 17th, 2008A young student chick finds a temporary job for the summer, it’s going to be a hot summer, believe me!
It was hot summer, we had a vacation, so no need to go to the college early morning, sit in the stuffy classes and listen to the sociology lectures. I wanted to find some good job. I was interested in nanny or house maid positions. I bought lots of newspapers and answered every ad which contained any relevant information about the positions that I was looking to fill. As I was a full time college student, I needed to earn money to pay my tuition fees for the next academic year. I took one address and went for an interview. It turned out to be a mansion, a vast three level; house with 6 bed room that needed good care of household, several halls for guests and a big yard with a round pool in the middle. The mission was to take care of a twenty-two year old male who had been in a very serious car crash and now was physically deficient. He was able to speak very slowly, could walk much, all the time he would sit into a chair or sofa with his head set straight, because he damaged his cervical vertebra. This guy had some movement problems and needed somebody to take care of him. The job included including bathing, changing his underneath, and feeding him. Mrs. Anderson, his mother, emphasized for several times that he had to be kept calm, there shouldn’t be anything to upset him, because he went a bit nuts after that accident. It was paid 1 000 cash a week, plus a bonus premium at the end of summer.
I asked if I could see her son before I left and she took me to his room. I was really excited when I saw him; he was a very handsome guy, about 6 feet tall, a blue eyed brunette guy! He was sitting in a chair with a book in his hand, but not looking at it. His name was Steven; I walked over to him, knelt down in front of him and asked him how he was doing. He looked around until he saw his mother, I took his hand with mine, and he slowly turned to look at me. He put the book aside, reached his hand out, and stroked my hair. Then he smiled and bent down, putting his head on my shoulder. (more…)
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