The nanny of the children of billionaires named the strangest demands of rich employers

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Stephanie Kiser admits that the oldest child for whom potential fat-headed employers were looking for a babysitter was 17 years old.

At only 22 years old, Stephanie, a recent university graduate, fell in love with the first family she worked for. Soon, the girl got used to being present at school events next to Steve Martin, Drew Barrymore and Robert De Niro. But when it was time to move on, she discovered much stranger aspects of the industry.

In her memoir, Stephanie, for example, writes about a woman who recently gave birth but could not breastfeed her baby in time because of her busy schedule. She expected the nanny to start taking lactation-inducing drugs in order to breastfeed the baby.

“The mother didn't want to pump at work, but she also wanted her baby to drink only breast milk. Therefore, she was looking for a nanny who would be comfortable with artificial lactation. She hoped to find “help” who would agree to try what she had read about and what could make non-pregnant women produce milk, for example, hormonal drugs or herbal medicines,” the author says.

Kiser considered this request illegal and rejected it. She noted that the problem with informal homework like this, she said, is that it is completely unregulated.

Another recruiter asked Stephanie if she would be comfortable running errands using a Porsche , because he had no other cars in his fleet.

The potential client, whom Stephanie calls Mrs. Robertson in the book, the wife of an elderly former CEO who lives in a $9 million apartment on the Upper East Side, was looking for a babysitter, which will become her “eyes and ears”.

“Nothing should happen that I don't know about. We have one or two babysitters working all the time. You will work five days in a row, two days off. Five days of work will be with accommodation. While on duty, you will need to wake Frederic at 06:30 in the morning. Make sure he brushes his teeth, packs his backpack and applies deodorant. The chef serves breakfast at 07:00 and he has to eat it all. He needs nutrients for his busy day,” the nanny lists the employer's requirements.

Her responsibilities would also include ordering any clothes or toiletries Frederick might need, watching over his extracurricular activities, and making sure he showered in the evenings.

“You will put him to bed at exactly 10:00 p.m. As soon as he goes to bed, you and I will meet to discuss his day. You have to take notes throughout the day to keep me informed of his mood, any problems, worries. It's all about communication. My son has recently started to rebel. He thinks he doesn't need babysitters anymore. He doesn't want them,” Kiser continues. The child, for whom the chubby wife was looking for a nanny, was 17 years old at that time. According to his mother, because her son was hostile to babysitters, she introduced a system of bonuses for those babysitters who could get along with him.

Despite the proposed salary of $90,000 a year and a bonus of $25,000 after two full years of living in the family, Stephanie refused this vacancy.

At another “nanny audition” – for a judge and his germophobic wife – she had to protect two babies from contact with the outside world. Germophobia is the fear of germs.

Their clothes had to be washed immediately after they were undressed. None of the children had ever been to the playground, and the three-year-old had never even had a cold. They went to individual gymnastics classes so as not to be exposed to other children's germs. Stephanie tried with them for three long days — starting at 06:30 and ending at 18:30.

“When my mother asked me to sneeze outside the apartment, I decided to leave,” she writes.

The family that invited her to work in the Hamptons for the weekend seemed a little more positive. On Google, Kiser read that her new boss, Mr. Boyston, was listed as one of New York's 105 billionaires. However, the conditions were even more grueling than her previous jobs: 24-hour shifts over four days.

Her last day in the Hamptons proved to be the last straw. Stephanie and the little boy were playing in the yard when Mr. Boyston ran up and asked his son if he wanted to go to their moored yacht, which was a five-minute walk away. The child agreed and his father asked the employee to adjust the golf cart, in which he got into and put his son. But he ordered the nanny to run to the boat by herself and even meet them there. A man was going fishing from a boat and needed a babysitter to look after the baby.

“I ran after a fat billionaire and his baby for 60 seconds when I decided that today was the last day I would see these people.” – she wrote.

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