My parents were able to find a young couple from the local trailer
park to come in as middle relief, I bet you were thinking I was going
to say closer but there are still a few innings left in this saga. My
parents had left a little per diem for food and essentials and
it turned out that giving the trailer park people some money with
witch they were supposed to act prudently may have been misplaced
trust. They were a young twenties pair a little on the chubby side
and the husband had a penchant for beer. If you guessed they took all
of the remaining money and spent it on snacks and beer then you are
awesome at guessing. In exchange for cleaning out the stash of money
they did very little but occupy a place in front of the television
and eat. After the snacks and beer ran out they remembered they had
something else they needed to do and they would be unable to babysit
us anymore so they called my parents and told them they would have to
find a third babysitter. This time with us out of money and needing
someone who would work cheap and on credit they called in a 17 year
old neighbor girl to finish out the last little bit until they got
home. She was an accomplished pianist and yelled at us if we made
noise during her lengthy and convoluted practices on the piano that
was in our living room. She would also call her mom and friends and
complain about us like she was in an isolation chamber. I over heard
her say that we were little slobs and that everything in our fridge
was ruined because we never put the lid back on things or wrapped
them up. Honestly, that was a fair assessment, but that didn't take
the sting out. I helped to take back a little familial dignity by
making fun of her red hair and cawing voice. It evened up the score
nicely when she started crying. Thanks for watching us, never come
back. My parents were home soon and were upset about how the
babysitters were treated and how some of them stole all of our money.
We only got left with babysitters one more time and it turned out
worse.
