I had that Nanny interview this afternoon. The sign on the office door read "All Pets Welcome." But I left Hunny in the car - because, well, I can never be sure of my little dominatrix. I knew Sandy [the interviewer] had a dog.
I was greeted by a sweet but nervous assistant and Jake the dog. When Sandy came out she thought maybe we had met at a Santa Monica Dogpark years ago. Could be. She and Jake looked vaguely familiar.
When I think of a lawyer's office, I imagine dark solid wood, cold stiff seats and 60-degree temps. Nothing like this half-home / half-work place. Very relaxed, laid back and comfortable.
The interview was just as relaxed. We found out we have a lot of common interests - animals obviously being one of them.
I was a little surprised when she reached toward a file holder on the corner of her desk and casually announced, "This is one of my rats." She placed him on the desk in between us. I studied the rat for a moment and with that, I met two others, all very intrigued by the smell of my arms that were resting on her desk.
I'm assuming it was a test of some sort. I'm surprised I didn't flinch. Not that I was scared. I just wasn't expecting rats in the interview. They are beautiful creatures. Really interesting, with their human-like hands and fingernails. Intelligent too - trainable, like dogs.
She seemed pretty knowledgeable, but she didn't have answers to my questions like, "If they're common household rats, and they haven't been immunized, how can we be sure they're not rabid?" She replied, "Oh, I guess we can't." She continued, "But it's not rabies they were thought to carry. It's the plague." Nice thing to spring on me while they were crawling in my hands, sniffing up my sleeves.
Anyway, I didn't get the job. I'm pretty sure it's not just because I called her The Crazy Rat Lady. She's looking for an experienced professional Nanny who speaks more than one language. Pre-school-teacher-wannabes and Child Psych students.
We're going to keep in touch. There's the possibility of some music collaboration. She took my dogwalking information. And we genuinely liked each other. So it was worth meeting.