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Nanaroo
I have the utmost respect for nannies. Their job is tough and rewarding.
posted by
avant-garde
on March 5, 2006 at 4:06 PM
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Nanaroo
I've done the nanny thing, it's good money, but I would never do it again!
Hmmmm, I might have to do a post on my experiences. Thanks Nanaroo!
posted by
shelly_b
on March 5, 2006 at 3:46 PM
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justsouno
I think it was one of my first experiences with a really obsessive compulsive person!
posted by
Nanaroo
on March 5, 2006 at 9:33 AM
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Nanaroo Sure glad you jumped ship. She sounded a bit
of a flake. LOL
posted by
Justi
on March 5, 2006 at 9:29 AM
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brettnik
I remember her as being very very cold! And now, I'm also remembering that she used to work out on some outdoor 'rings'- you know like in gymnastics?
posted by
Nanaroo
on March 5, 2006 at 9:04 AM
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I read the book, too.
And if your employer was anything like Mrs. X, I'm sure she had nothing else pressing to do and at worst you forced her to spend some time with her child.
posted by
brettnik
on March 5, 2006 at 9:02 AM
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curator
thank you for your nice thoughts here- it was good for me to write this post because I hadn't realized that I still felt guilty about leaving ,even after all these years- but I can let go of it now.
posted by
Nanaroo
on March 5, 2006 at 6:29 AM
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I haven't read the Nanny Diaries...
but I have read other pieces of writing on the topic of "upper class" nannying, and it breaks my heart. Of course you should have left any way you pleased. They didn't care.
When I was younger, in another life it seems now, I lived in Connecticut and was tangentally attached to a private school there. So, I've met "the rich" and befriended their kids. The rich honestly are different from you and me. Now, I'm making a blanket statement there, but by and large "the rich" do NOT care about anything that is not directly related to their money and their interests, paramount of which is themselves and their convenience. Of course some of those kids pick it up -- I once watched a young man of 18 at least towering over a coworker of mine, screaming into her face that she had better serve him. What did he want? For her to sharpen a pencil rather than having to do it himself. Quite an unreal experience for a kid from the laid back lower class echelon of the West.
posted by
curator
on March 5, 2006 at 6:16 AM
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