Tuesday, June 22, 2010

The Weirdest Job I Ever Had

I've worked a lot of odd jobs in my life.  But the weirdest, most bizarre, strangest job I've EVER had took place when I was 18 years old.  I was fresh out of high school, in the first month or so of community college, and working at a local tanning salon (not a very weird job by any stretch of the imagination).  I had a number of regular customers; they knew my schedule and came tanning when I worked.  We'll call one of these customers X.  X didn't tan very often, but he liked to stop by if he was in the area to say hello.  He was in his early thirties and probably the richest person I've ever met.  He drove multiple expensive, fast cars, carried wads of hundred dollar bills in money clips, and owned a stable full of race horses.  He once left his Rolex lying beside the tanning bed; I chased out to his Ferrari to return it to him ("Oh, you could have just kept it," he laughed).

He came in one day and asked if I knew any nannies.  Never one to turn down a potential job, I suggested myself.  He said that would be great, because his friend was looking for someone to watch some kid.  Huh?  I told him no problem, he asked if he could bring the kid by for the weekend.  You know, for the friend.  Um, ok.

So the next Friday night I'm eating dinner with my family, waiting for this friend's kid to show up, when we hear the doorbell ring.  We walk to the door to greet this friend's kid only to find a MASSIVE stretch limo parked from the street to our front path.  This thing was HUGE.  We are greeted by the driver, who then goes to the limo and introduces us to a young twenty-something bleach-blond and her 1 1/2 year old son (who I'll call C).  I guess she was the "friend."  The woman handed me a diaper bag and the kid then left in the limo (turns out, it had picked her up in North Carolina!).

I carried the very quiet C inside and opened up the diaper bag, looking for baby food or something child-friendly.  Instead, I found Twinkies, two diapers, and an address book.  Hmm.

C stayed with us for the weekend, sleeping quietly through the night and giggling happily during the day.  He was a very upbeat, positive, quiet child.  We read to him, fed him real baby food (NOT Twinkes), let him pet the cats, took him to the grocery, and dragged out some of our old childhood toys for him to try out.  He was a great kid.  X and C's mother never once called to check on him.

On Sunday, C's mother came by in one of X's many fancy sports car to pick up C.  Her chest was noticeably bigger under her Juicy sweats and she was moving carefully.  "Can you put him in the back for me?" she asked, pointing towards the car seat.  As I buckled C in, she turned to my Mom and sister and said, "Do you think they are too big?", indicating her chest.  Worry was evident in her voice and brow.  She then went on the explain that X had bought her implants over the weekend.  How... romantic.

X came by later in the day to hand me $500.  I was kind of flabbergasted.

So when he asked if I could do it again the weekend after next, I agreed instantly.  C came three or four more times, his mother gaining a massive 3 carat diamond necklace, a sapphire bracelet, and surely many other goodies during those two months.  I got C a playpen/crib combo for him to nap in, a highchair for dining, and a car seat of his own when they forgot theirs the second weekend (all borrowed from friends or from FreeCycle).  I discovered that C loved Trader Joe's School House cookies and he listened with great interest when my sister read him Grisham.  He could say our names, and he laughed whenever Cara came to him.  He cried when he left us.

X broke up with C's mother after dating her for a couple months.  Then he asked me out.  Thanks, but no thanks.

C would be 7 years old now.  It is hard to believe.  I wonder how his life has turned out, and I wonder if his mother is happy.  I hope they both are.  I truly do.

And I know X is.  I saw him at a local bar about a year ago, chatting up an early twenty-something brunette in a short, tight red dress, and then my sister and I ran into him at the local market maybe six months ago.  He was wearing pink pajamas and driving a Mercedes convertible.

I can say with absolute certainty that those four weekends of babysitting were the weirdest job I've EVER had.  So now I want to hear your stories!  What was the most bizarre job you've ever had?  Leave a comment here or send me an email.  It would be fun to read about your weird job!

19 comments:

Twister said...

That is very very strange

Lolitadewdrop said...

That is very strange but also sad. I am sad that they mother could have just packed twinkies for her little child. It's not very healthy.

yokeMun said...

wow...is like a drama!!!lol...that poor kid..i hope he's not malnutrition tho...eating twinkies, that is so sad.
my weirdest job,hmm...i don't think i've did any weird job before..just the normal typical sales girl.nth special..lol

Faith J. said...

That is a hilarious story! I love it! I really can't top it, I've had very normal jobs. $500 is a pretty nice babysitting gig.

The Student's Guide To Nail Polish said...

That is a pretty odd job :P The kid sounds really cute. I don't know what Twinkies are though...

Brooke said...

I know, it was really sad that the mom had only packed Twinkies. She later said that she had forgotten to bring his stuff because they left in a hurry and they just stopped at a rest stop to get food. She always seemed happy (and relieved) to see him when she picked him up... I always got the impression that he (X) was the one that didn't want to have anything to do with the child :( But C was pretty healthy and like I said, he was one happy little boy!!

R3Beauty said...

I have a strange babysitting story too except it is on the total opposite side of the tracks. I grew up comfortably. Not rich, but I never really wanted for anything. This opportunity came up to babysit at this place that houses teen moms. It teaches the teen moms how to make it on their own and helps them by giving them a place to stay up until they are in their early 20's if they are going to school or working. The babysitting is through the housemother who has to approve each outting for the moms. So I checked in and was told I would be babysitting for this 19 year old with 2 kids. A 2 yr old and an infant so she could go to a funeral. Well needless to say she was suppose to be home around 6pm and at 8pm there was no sign of her. At 10pm still no sign of her. I had a cell phone, but this was back when pagers were the big thing. I paged her several times to no avail. She showed up 2 days later!!! They were so sad after the funeral they decided to go party in NYC!!! They told her she had to pay me the hourly rate for the entire time, but I never went back to collect it. Actually, I never babysat for anyone again after that! Would you be surprised if I told you the babies name was T-quila?

Brooke said...

R2Beauty, that is one STRANGE story!!! I can't believe the mom didn't come back for TWO DAYS!!! Oh my goodness, I've had parents get home late when I babysat but never THAT late!! wow! That's crazy! Thanks for sharing!

Eva said...

:O < that was my face when i was scrolling and reading.

$500 is a lottttt :D
Your story seemed like a soap opera or soemthing! Hahaha.

Megan Harmeyer said...

That's something you only read about in a magazine! I can't help but feel sorry for C. And for the mom, really. I hope he's doing well and his mom is enjoying her enhancements. *rollseyes* I've never had weird jobs - just a blech job as a hostess then bussperson at a cafe. Never again! Other than that, I've only worked in medical offices. I've had some *interesting* patients, for sure!

Bunny Masseuse said...

Well having lived not far from Brooke I'm not TOTALLY surprised, though there has been an influx of those seeking refuge from the city nearby over the years... I remember when it was more farmland than anything!

Jackie S. said...

That was a great story, My jobs do not amount to anything as interesting at all!

Audrey said...

OMG!! I was waiting for the commercial break could this is something that only happens on television!! That poor kid has probably gone through more "nannys" than Mr. X has gone through girlfriends - or should I say, flavors of the month!
I dont think my job was not so much strange as it was STRANGE - when I was in the Army I was a court reporter and there was this once case where we were procescuting this guy for being on duty under the influence of an illegal substance. Well for those who know anything about the military you have a lot of details - which means if there is anything to be done, you get a group of people together and get it done. There was no such thing as contractors as we have today. Anyway - the defendant was claiming that he had not 'inhaled' the illegal substance marijuana but he was placed on a grass cutting detail and the field next to where he was cutting the grass was under a police raid for the illegal substance, marijuana. clearly this was NOT for medicinal purposes. Well, his claim to being positive on the urinalysis was that instead of the police gathering up the "weeds" they decided to burn it all down - hence he got a contact high and that's how the marijuana got in hs system. True Story!! When that trial was over, we never laughed so hard in our lives - oh, the guy was discharged by the way!! STRANGE!!

x3dESiREE said...

i thought stuff like this only happened in the movies... wow

Cristina said...

When I was studying at college I used to work as a promoter. The weirdest product I've ever tried to sell was floor-polish. I was frustrated because it was so boring... The last day of work, while I was sending an SMS with my mobile phone, I heard a male voice asking me: "May you come home and show me how this product works?".
I raised my eyes and was prepared to give this guy a rude answer, but he was soooo handsome.
I dated him three or four times before discovering he was an idiot, but this is a funny memory of that period. ;)

Kelsey said...

hahahahah you told the story perfectly!!! It really was quite bizarre (and profitable!) and I hope little C is doing well now, off with his mother and some other rich guy....

origami said...

That truly was...strange! :D Thanks for sharing.

kelliegonzo said...

oh sad story! glad the kiddo was well taken care of for a while. can't believe stuff like this happens in real life!

my weirdest (and worst!) job ever was when i cleaned hotel rooms one summer during high school. i lived in a casino town in nevada so there was plenty of partying drunks and truckers staying there which was bad enough as the rooms were always filthy. the boss was a 5 ft. 300 lb. butch lesbian who would hit on all the maids and eat sunflower seeds all day then spit them everywhere. i quit a week into it after discovering a bloody shower in a room one morning. giving a statement to the police was a regular occurrence there i guess, so i decided i couldn't handle it! O_o

Brooke said...

That is so true, Bunny - there are some very rich weirdos out here! lol

Audrey, that is SUCH A WEIRD STORY!!! Oh my goodness!! That sounds like something right out of a movie (like Pineapple Express or something! lol). Thanks for sharing the bizarre, funny story :)

Cristina, HAHAHA, oh goodness!! lol. That's hilarious :)

Kelsey, I'm glad you and Dad reminded me about all that babysitting - I had almost forgotten about it. I wish I had a contact for them - I would love to know how they were doing. I do remember that C's bday was in March.. and they are from NC, but that's it :(

Kellie, I know, it's crazy - but your job sounds CRAZY too - and scary!!! Yikes! Blood in the shower? wow... I'm glad you got out of there!! doesn't sound like a safe place!

 
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