The Joys of Babysitting

There is nothing that can finish one’s day off better than watching over a bunch of rambunctious little brats. The ages usually range from about 2 years old to about 6, and they all are either little hyped up midgets or wailing sirens. At first, it doesn’t seem too bad, but when the minutes come rolling along one begins to wonder why they ever chose to do this. After about thirty or so minutes, one is about ready to lock the little midgets up and let them deal with each other. Maybe, they will annoy each other so much they will realize it and stop being annoying. This isn’t probable so, therefore, the unfortunate babysitter is stuck with them the rest of the night. Fortunately, not all of them are bad. There is usually a couple who won’t cock off but the ones who do make up for the ones who don’t. And the little cocky ones sometimes feel brave enough to put up some resistance. Always, one must lay the smack-down and rule with an iron mouth. Finally when the kid is silenced, one of the wailers usually goes off. This is the best part of the night because they want a parent but they can’t get one of them. The wailer will realize this but it will just make things worse. Suddenly, their voice becomes a siren and continues on until something, like a rattle, distracts them for a few seconds. When their done thinking about an object, the wailer will resort back into siren mode until he or she becomes bored with crying. By now any atheist would have found god and be praying for mercy. After the longest couple of hours anyone could barely live through, the parents come through the doors and the kids suddenly jerk into an obedient state-of-mind. Finally, the babysitter is so anxious to get out he or she will even say they “were well behaved” to leave as fast as possible. When the babysitter walks out, an overwhelming sense of freedom takes over and thinks never again.