Received Saturday, July 25, 2009
I saw your tweaked out nanny at Central Park Zoo on Friday with your two children. You have a boy, with a short cropped, brown hair do, wearing a pullover, v-neck navy nylon type shirt with a white emblem on it. You have a daughter with long, frizzy hair, wearing pink pants, brown shoes that reminded me of 80's hush puppies and a pink & white faux Letterman's jacket. Your daughter has brown hair and brown eyes and is about 7. Your son is about 4. They were at CPZ at about 4:10 PM when I encountered them. Your nanny has a very thin face, lots of jaw action and is skinny and gaunt. She is white with a short hairstyle and I think she has a pierced tongue. I know this because she was eating a giant red bag of circus peanuts as she walked behind the kids. She was throwing the shells at the 4 year old's head and when the girl saw this, the nanny and her shared a laugh. The boy was carrying an umbrella in it's rolled up position but when it started to sprinkle, the nanny had the girl take the umbrella from him. The boy told the girl and the nanny, in the most pathetic voice, "it's mine, she has her own". The nanny said, "Tough luck Chuck". The nanny and the girl then walked underneath the umbrella which when opened was a brown dog. When the boy tried to get close to them to get under the umbrella, even thought it wasn't raining and they often were under cover, he was elbowed or shoved away. The nanny told him that he was a boy and needed to "toughen up". I was managing three children of my own or believe me, I would have inserted myself in to this situation. The girl's name MAY have been Gracie.