Kristi smiled as she pulled up to the address she had been given over the phone. A 22 year old pre-med student, Kristi was classically beautiful, with long straight blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and a thin, yet not necessarily toned, body. Kristi just never had time to work out with her crazy busy school workload, which also meant she didn't have time to eat very often, either.
But, as with most college students, Kristi was beyond broke, and her loans weren't going to pay themselves, so she had opted to search the old craigslist ad section for a job- hopefully one that would allow her to work on her homework while she did it. And luckily for her, a babysitting position had opened up just down the street. The ad read as follows:
"Family of four looking for babysitter. 6-10 PM, Monday through Friday. Two well behaved daughters, ages 5 and 7, are well behaved. 200$ a month, money for dinner will be provided as well. Must be located within 15 minutes in case of emergencies."
Kristi had jumped at the opportunity, as she used to babysit her younger sister all the time before moving off to college. If she was going to be able to placate these kids early in the afternoon, she would essentially be making 10$ an hour to do her homework! And so, she had eagerly sent the family a resume (probably overkill, but she had been working on it for so long and hadn't gotten a chance to use it yet!). The family had been impressed, if not slightly bewildered, by Kristi's extreme dedication to getting the job, and had asked her to stop by the following Saturday to meet them in person before they officially gave her the job, and so here she was.
Walking up to the front door, Kristi took the place in: a nice, standard suburban household, two floors with a double garage, and plenty of bricks covering the front. It was so picturesque it was almost cliche, but Kristi would have worked in a station wagon for the amount they were willing to pay her. As she rang the doorbell, Kristi straightened out her long skirt, wanting to look as professional as possible. She had actually overdressed for the weather: it was early Autumn and much too warm to require a long sleeve blouse and a long skirt, but she wanted to look as professional as possible. A kind looking man (presumably the father) opened the door, smiling widely at the college student. "You must be Kristi! I'm Tom, please, come in! The girls are already excited to meet you!" His voice was quiet, but carried a lot of excitement, and he seemed genuinely happy to meet her.
As Kristi made her way inside, slipping off her flats in the process, two adorable little girls in matching dresses ran down the stairs. One had pigtails and was about a foot taller than the other, so Kristi exclaimed "Hi there! I'm guessing YOU'RE Tiffany and YOU'RE Marcy! Am I right?" The girls giggled and nodded, before running off into the other room.
"Well... They acted excited, anyways. And they don't usually play dress up for strangers, so I guess you should be flattered! Anyways, let's go speak to my wife, although- to be honest, you're a shoo-in!" He laughed at his joke, before leading Kristi into the kitchen, where she met his equally excitable wife, Susan.
They spent the next hour going over basics- how to reach them if anything happened, how they would be paying her ("Hard cash only- don't want the feds on us!" Tom had laughed), and the dinner situation- they would give her 20$ every night for take-out, which she could use on anything she felt like. Their logic was that the girls ate healthily for every other meal, plus "A little take out when you're a kid never hurt anyone!", along with bedtimes and medical information for the two daughters.
And so, just like that, Kristi had her first job.