"Distasteful Nanny With A Penchant For Sunflower Seeds And Male Porn"Look, we'd like to lay off I Saw Your Nanny, we really would. But when someone draws our attention to a post with the above title I ask you, what's a girl to do? The post that follows is so motherhumping odd that we can do no better than to publish it, in its entirety. The commenters really rip her a new one, too! As my friend IM'd me, "This blog just really stepped it up 2 the streets." The post, after the jump.
What: A distasteful nanny with a penchant for sunflower seeds and male porn. Where: Levin Playground in Central Park When: Today, (Wednesday, October 1, 2008) at about 10:30 AM Who: A woman of about 30 years of age with dishwasher blonde hair, frumpy, wearing a plaid man's shirt over a blue t-shirt. She removed the plaid shirt, revealing the t-shirt for some part of her time, including a time when she meandered over to the children to check on them and she was bra less; and if ever I have seen a woman more in need of a bra, then it would have to have been when my 83 year old demented, mother-in-law once appeared in my kitchen stark naked, but I digress. This woman was oddly proportioned to say the least. Her legs were rather slim, but her mid section was rather large and her chest was gigantic. So gigantic, that she became a spectacle as she jostled (picture water balloons bustling about under cheap cotton). The woman was shameless. She returned to her seated position to carry on a conversation with a woman of the approximate same age. The other woman had a distinct, Polish accent. The woman with the mammoth chest was wearing Lee blue jeans and tennis shoes with a graffiti design. After being drawn to stare at the woman after watching her walk shamelessly across the playground, I honed on her activities to try and figure out her story. It was pretty evident that she was a nanny. She had a stack of magazines that included a large word search puzzle, an O magazine and some sort of Male men's magazine. I am not sure of the title but I have the distinct impression it was a pornographic magazine intended for homosexual men. I thought it in poor form for her and her friend to giggle and fawn over the pictures during broad daylight on a children's playground. I can't say she was especially a bad nanny. She did check on the children and knew where they were the whole time. On a side note, the entire time she was there, she ate sunflower seeds. It was a pretty disgusting spectacle. She was using a pepsi can as a make shift spittoon.
Levin Playground In Central Park NYC [I Saw Your Nanny]