My name is Heike and let’s be honest, I’m perfect. Blonde, beautiful, skinny and German (the best background in the world) Muhaha! When I came to America as an au pair, almost one year ago, I didn’t think I would be a fucking desperate housewife without the money, the rich husband, the fancy clothes and the car!!!! Urm hello??? I’m fucking Heike! I deserve the best! Ok, fine! I know I shouldn’t complain, after all my host family is pretty good and my host kid is nice but the truth is I could have been matched with a really bad host family, especially knowing that I lied to the agency about my childcare experiences. Me, doing 2000 hours of babysitting in 3 years? Come on, the only time that I have ever babysat someone was when I let my 3 year old nephew watch TV for two hours while I was painting my nails. So yes, I’m sort of lucky!!! But why do I have this hole inside me making me feel so empty? Where are the glitz and glamor? The Hollywood life? Where’s my American boyfriend? They say that an au pair life would be fun (sigh) but the only thing I see is me being Mary Poppins whereas I’m Kim Kardashian material!
REMINDER: My goal is not to promote bad au pair behaviors, but on the contrary to show a reality that some people tend to forget. Perfect au pairs don’t exist. There are good ones, bad ones and regular ones. Heike’s character is based on persons that I’ve met and stories that I’ve heard. I’ll post a new short chapter next week. Thanks to Nadia for her amazing drawing.