I am a live-in nanny in Greenwich, CT. During the week, my girlfriends and I go to movies or they come over and hang out with me down in my "basement suite". This has never been a problem. The father about two weeks ago started asking me about one of my friends in particular. Specific questions like "where does she work", "does she work out" "where does she work out". His manly attempt to feign like this was casual conversation did not fly. Although he probably thought it did. As is our relationship, I answered his questions, appeared bored and changed the subject.
Last Wednesday, I told my friend about pervy Dad's questions about her. Rather than be grossed out or uninterested, she ate it up. She wanted to know "what else he asked" and "where he works out". If you think I found the first conversation with the Dad annoying, know I found this one EVEN more annoying. I changed the subject.
I found out that today, my friend happened to be heading into the city at the same time as him (usually she would tell me if she was going in the city). So she runs into him at the train station and they sit together on the train. That's all she told me, in a text was "guess who I sat next to on the train" and then follow up text about shopping in Chelsea. I hadn't heard from her since, which is normal and fine.
Today, Friday, my male boss came home at about 3:20. This is unusual, I dream of a life where I get early release on Fridays. Here's the kicker. He tells me that I can be done early today, that he finally got out early and hey, guess who he road the train HOME with. "Who" I asked, seriously thinking the two couldn't be connected. Yep, they were. I am so mad at my friend, I am thinking over what to say to her. Here I am off, off early for the first Friday in forever and I'm absolutely furious about this. This isn't some silly little crush or self esteem booster. This is the married father of the family I work for. I seriously think I need to take a pill to chill out. If she was here, I think I would deck her. I've decided to busy myself with other friends and not mention to him that I know they were on the train together in the morning and not mention to her that I knew about the afternoon.
One last note, I'm kind of offended that the father thinks I'm THIS STUPID!
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